She said: "Would you like a piece of my tilapia?"
I knew she really meant: 'gee, I sure would like some of your lobster. . .maybe the claw, I love claws, or maybe the row . . .'
"No thanks," I replied, stuffing lobster into my mouth and following with: "Thad wassa bleu nah nah," and smiled, then nodded knowingly, then smiled again and muttered: "thanks, really--allergic."
Yes, I did not get any points that night (especially when I ignored her request for a tiny taste of my blueberry pie a la mode to go with her spinach crumpet.)
It was a long night.
It was worth it.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
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Glebe
You are so talented. I knew that you would be something someday maybe, I hoped. Anyway, don't forget to brush...mom
I hate to admit it, but I play that game with my husband all the time! On the flip side, I'd be perfectly happy to share anything I order with him, and can't quite see why he thinks it is such a big deal!
Beating the tilapia scam is simpler than you think.
As she is eyeing your lobster, nonchalantly glance at her forehead--then again.
She will say: "what?"
"Nothing, looks ok."
She will immediately go to the ladies room and you should have enough time to finish everything but the claw.
When she returns, you pick up the claw and say: "Want?"
It is well known that no matter how much she wants that claw, she will not take your last delicacy.
You will enjoy that claw as you think of the points you have amassed by your very generous offer.
It will be a good night
Nice post! GA is also my biggest earning. However, it’s not a much.
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