I may need to learn to turn the volume down a little when being a comic genius in public places.
We were sitting at a cafe deciding what to have when I commented on one of the options: “I’m not sure I needed to know that their chicken was marinated by a jerk.”
A lady at the next table laughed out loud, turned around and said, “I had the same thought, but wasn’t brave enough to say it.”
The waiter showed up while I was writing this post, and I shared my observations. He laughed and said, “Actually, the chef IS a jerk!”
I nodded safely. “Many of them are,” I said.
“Too true!” he said. “But that’s all just between you and me, right?”
“Of course!” I smiled… and then kept on writing.