this isn't the server who made us laugh. FINE--it is. |
i laughed at the same time as my mother was literally bursting into tears from her laughter. we asked the server a third time, and she excitedly answered us saying Oh, I know what you mean now! Yes, yes! She and the other servers came back after an extended time with an improvised cookie cake with jello and a candle miraculously stuck and holding in place in the center. the Birthday Song, which was voiced by persons sounding as if they were all under the age of 9 years of age, was played over the restaurant's speakers, and onlooking guests from other tables around looked on us as we all laughed at the insanity and took photos for blackmail purposes:
GOTCHA! Dare you to make me angry now! |
other things that happened that night:
- i hurt my tooth severely after biting into a lobster roll that has bits of beef bone ground into it.
- two younger persons were getting it on in the restrooms when one of my party members had to go inside.
- it took 20 minutes for someone to actually even understand our request for our television's channel to be changed--not to change our actual remote control--after a gentleman gave it up after watching his team lose.
i tipped the server because i originally was going to head straight home after work for sleeping, but i honestly had more fun and laughs out with mah peoples. AND because i had someone act unkind towards me today, and i counteracted the experience with my giving. AND i went to the Boos-A-Million efficiently located too closely to resist the tempting promises within--and i purchased absolutely nothing. the working associates (who all know me by name), were SHOCKED. i was too, frankly. saving is becoming so easy to accomplish--and i don't even have a goal in mind immediately. i wonder what the Universe is trying to bless me with very soon...
lagniappe: this is the most romantic song that i've heard in a long while. heard while driving around today. all-in-all, today has been filled with Magic in the Mundane. and it only gets better, of course.
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