Scenes from last night:
I was waiting on this really nice family last night. The dad was older, I’m going to guess in his fifties, and the mom was in her thirties and the little boy was four or five years old.
When I was bringing their dinner to the table, the little boy said to me, “you look like a fish.”
Me: I look like a fish?
Little Boy: Yup (shaking his head enthusiastically)
Me: How do I look like a fish?
LB: You have long legs!
Me: What fish has long legs?
LB: An eel!
Me: So are you saying I look like an eel?
I just laughed, as the parents were trying to apologize for their precocious son.
Me: It’s okay, no one has ever said I have long legs before. I’m all good!