If you never heard of Friday’s, Google has your back. Short version, it’s a restaurant. Well maybe not according to some. Many years ago, there I was getting ready to devour my order of Sizzling Chicken & Shrimp when my date blurted out, “Friday’s is not a real restaurant.” First of all, I really like shrimp. When I’m about to eat some, it’s not a good time for someone to come out their face with nonsense. There is no second of all, but I’m just saying, I really like shrimp.
“What was that?” I asked.
I heard what she said, but I wanted to be sure. I like to be certain that someone is crazy before I make a mental note of it.
“Friday’s is not a real restaurant” she repeated, this time with more conviction.
With an annoyed tone I asked, “Because?”
Why the tone you’re wondering? Well because I really like shrimp.
She rambled on, “Look at the prices. You can get a plate for $17, compared to like Legal Seafood where it’s $30-$40 a plate.”
Mind you, this wasn’t a first date or anything. It wasn’t a special occasion. Nor was it a romantic night out, it was 4pm on a weekday. Just two hungry people who decided to get some food before catching a movie. I didn’t get to finish processing my thoughts before she continued.
“Oh, and usually when I go out to eat with my family or on a date we usually get a bottle of wine” she said.
I looked out the window and watched as the sun smiled back at me. First of all, why do I need an entire bottle wine at 4pm, before going to watch a movie? Yes I do have a second of all this time. Second of all, who exactly is we? There was only an I when I put gas in the car that drove us there. There was only an I when the check came. Lastly, there was only an I when the little girl at the movie theatre asked “How would you like to pay sir?”
All jokes aside, when it comes to a special someone or a special occasion, I am far from cheap. However, in her case I can not express how bad I wished McDonald’s served shrimp and alcoholic beverages because that’s where I would have taken take her next. I believed she floated away from reality and needed someone to bring her back.
I honestly can’t remember what I said to her, but if you’re with me on this one I’d love to hear what you would have done. If you’re against me there’s a chance I may judge you (kidding), but please share as well.
p.s. – Good luck to my mini-me (aka my nephew). He is going for his yellow belt today. My sister pulled me out my karate class only after the first day, so I never even saw the likes of a white belt. She suspected the instructor wanted to do more to the students than just teach taekwondo! She brought me to a new place the following week. That lasted all of 5 minutes due to the same suspicions.