I was invited to a vegetarian lunch. I was sitting with Winnie chatting away when we
were suggested to go and sit at the dinning table to begin the meal.
I had hoped to continue to sit next to her but all of a sudden I could
not tell who and where Winnie was. Two
other tables all waved for me to sit with them.
I decided to walk past all those welcoming tables in order not to offend
anyone and sat at a table of four made for eight. Food came, I ate and everything was
yummy. People at the table were not
vegetarian and vented about having to eat vegetarian food. They gave the waitress a hard time for the
misery of eating vegetarian food. I sat
in the company of pissy guests who enraged the waitress. As a result the waitress took away all the
food even though I said I’d eat it and loved it. She was mad.
I told the table that it isn’t the waitress’s problem, it’s the chef if
they are unhappy.
