Ethan (holding a pad of paper and a pen): What do want at our restaurant?
Me: Pizza.
E: We don't have pizza.
Me: Chicken.
E: We don't have chicken.
Me: Well, what do you have?
E: Strawberry yogurt, vanilla yogurt, panzerrottis, bananas and raspberries.
Me: A banana and strawberry yogurt.
And now my waiter is hounding me to try a panzerotti and chicken fries (he must have lied about not having chicken before). And I've been handed about 12 bills- apparently I didn't hear myself say everyone's food is on me.
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Children, so precious.
Loved the previous entry as well.
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