yesterday we went to cracker barrel for dinner. i enjoyed the service.
first they sat the 5 of us at a table for 4. then one waitress is like, um they're gonna be wicked crowded there, so the server was like ok i'll move you to this other table. which was exactly the same size. we asked if we could sit at an actual bigger table but the server, in her broken english, was like, no, there aren't waiters there.
so we sit at our tiny little table, where we have 2 menus for the 5 of us, and the waitress comes (a different one from before) and was like, um, do you want a bigger table? and leads us to the table we asked about earlier. and we still only had 2 menus for the 5 of us but we're troopers so we managed.
but they gave us an extra thing of fried apples so s'all good.
plus this kid announced to his mom, "i farted!"
the mom like totally freaked out and was like "do not say that in public!!" but we were too busy laughing because we
do say that in public. children are awesome.