You are perfectly happy to do embarrassing things to entertain me. Like that time in August when we were on a date. You called Pita Jungle, a casual place we love, and asked to make Valentine’s Reservations. Keep in mind, this was was August! The hostess on the phone was surprised, of course, and told you they don’t take reservations. At all. Ever. They tend to have space. Even on Valentine’s Day.
But you insisted, saying that you were worried there wouldn’t be a table for us when we come...in 6 months.
The idea of going to the Pita Jungle for Valentine’s Day is hilarious enough. And the idea of trying to book reservations there 6 months ahead is even more hysterical. I was laughing so hard (quietly, of course!) and I can’t believe you can hold such a long fake conversation with someone without cracking up or getting embarrassed, for that matter. But you don’t worry about the embarrassment part. You just like to see me laugh.
What was just as funny was when Valentine’s actually came. We were driving to a restaurant for dinner (not the Pita Jungle!), when suddenly you picked up the phone and I heard you say, “Hi. Pita Jungle? We’re on our way and I just want to confirm our Valentine’s Reservations.”
(Photo: Nov. 2011, Story: 2010 - 2011).