Thursday, April 20, 2006
"Oops," I say as I settle into my seat. "What's wrong?" "I seem to have lost a shoe under the table."
The waiter sighs (loudly) and crouches down to find my shoe. He replaces it on my foot and says, "Do me a favor. If you ever decide to come back here, come at dinner time. Then you'll be somebody else's problem."
You agree that this might be best, and the waiter leaves us to finish our dessert.
"That was a very naughty thing you did just now." "What? Losing my shoe?" "That too, although I had something else in mind."
"Well, then I guess you'll just have to punish me, won't you?"
The waiter sighs (loudly) and crouches down to find my shoe. He replaces it on my foot and says, "Do me a favor. If you ever decide to come back here, come at dinner time. Then you'll be somebody else's problem."
You agree that this might be best, and the waiter leaves us to finish our dessert.
"That was a very naughty thing you did just now." "What? Losing my shoe?" "That too, although I had something else in mind."
"Well, then I guess you'll just have to punish me, won't you?"
