Ouch, That Stings
Last night Amy and I took her twin to Red Lobster as kind of a "sorry you can't go to the NFC Championship game" apology. Our waitress was really talkative and inquired as to the twinness of Amy and Jess. She then said something that horrified me: "out for a night with dad eh?". I guess the look on my face gave it away, because she said "oh, my ex-husband used to have that same look, we were 29 years apart in age". Amy and I are only 7 years apart, but I didn't think I looked like I could be her father.
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Wow! This is why I don't frequent the Lobster all that often... well, not really, more that I once saw the table cleaner spray down the unused plates with window cleaner and re-stack them for the next people.
We're getting old man.
Ouch is right... wow.
Too Funny! You should have played it out! Get all freaky and really make them wonder!