My husband took me out for a nice dinner. Of course the wait was the standard 45 minutes (remember when it use to be 20 tops!) for us to be seated at a table.
The couple behind us in line decided that it would be a good idea to get wasted before dinner, so they kept ordering drinks. By the time my husband and I are seated the couple is hammered.
Of course they get seated at the table right behind us. We are crammed into this space like cars in a really cheap parking garage! The drunken man is seated right behind me in a cafe style chair.
Everything is fine for the first 20 minutes or so, then drunken couple decides to get up and slow dance to the dinner entertainers Acustic guitar/singers really bad version of Gorden Lightfoots really depressing "The Edmond Fitzgerald" song. (What the hell is kind of dinner music is that I ask you!) Drunken man and woman get into some kind of disagreement on the dance floor, so drunken woman staggers back to table and plops down in her seat, drunken man follows in hot pursuit.
Me, being the observant and knowledgable person that I am, turn my seat slightly so I can make a quick leap from the drunken festivities taking place behind me.
Sure enough all of a sudden drunken man uses my shoulder to brace and push himself up out of his chair so he can push drunken woman right in the face. Drunken woman then picks up shiny object from table and rams it into the mans belly.
I guess she saw the horrified look on my face and my mouth gaped wide open, because smiling she held up one shiny soup spoon! I laughed until I cried. It was a spooning officer, nothing more than just some good old drunken spooning!
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