Just when I was feeling a little old and tired!---Friday night mom and I went to Fasika, a local Ethiopian restaurant. We decided to order a glass of Ethiopian wine to share. When we were finishing ordering the waitress asked me a question. It was loud and she had an accent. I made her repeat her question 3 times (how embarrassing). I finally realized she was asking me for me ID! It's been a little while since I've gotten carded. I laughed so hard and am afraid I embarrassed her. Oh boy!
No comments:
Post a Comment