Yesterday, I met Sara for lunch at an Italian restaurant. We were supposed to meet at 12:30pm but she was running late. I didn't know this so when I got to the restaurant I started walking up and down the aisles looking for a girl with short blonde hair and blue eyes, in stark contrast from my long brown hair and dark brown eyes.
"Can I help you?" asks the maitre d'.
"I need a table for two."
"Ah....and are you waiting for a man or a woman?" he asks as I take off my coat.
"A woman."
"And is she as beautiful as you?"
"Huh?"
"Is she as beautiful as you?" he asks in a clever Italian accent.
"Oh," I blush.
I must tell Sara, I think to myself as I sit with the menu. She'll find this quite amusing.
"No," I reply. "She doesn't look anything like me."
Whoops…then again maybe she won't.
"Can I help you?" asks the maitre d'.
"I need a table for two."
"Ah....and are you waiting for a man or a woman?" he asks as I take off my coat.
"A woman."
"And is she as beautiful as you?"
"Huh?"
"Is she as beautiful as you?" he asks in a clever Italian accent.
"Oh," I blush.
I must tell Sara, I think to myself as I sit with the menu. She'll find this quite amusing.
"No," I reply. "She doesn't look anything like me."
Whoops…then again maybe she won't.
Oops. LOL!
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