Ron and I had dinner in a restaurant last night. The waiter tried his english on us and kept calling me "Lady."
"Lady, you lika di wine?"
"Lady, you wanna more bread?" (Yes to both, of course.)
I said to Ron, "I can't believe he keeps calling me 'Lady.'"
Ron said, "I guess you'll never be 'Miss' again, now that you're 40."
He wasn't even kidding.
No comments:
Post a Comment