Easter Dinner, part 2
Sunday, 3 pm
Me: "We're here."
Dad: "Where?"
Me: "Out front."
Dad: "Out front where?"
Me: "Uh... the restaurant?"
Dad: "I thought you were meeting me at the house."
Me, wondering why the heck he thinks I would meet him at the house when it's 20 minutes in a different direction, and why it wouldn't occur to this man after I texted him 40 minutes ago that we were 40 minutes away that, as it gets progressively closer to the 3 o'clock reservation time and I'm still not at his house, maybe I'm going straight to the restuarant: "Ah. I thought we were meeting here."
Dad: "...Well, go get the table. I'll be there in 20."
Bonus
Me, ordering off the special Easter menu contianing 4 total options: "I'll have the two crab cakes."
Dad: "I'll also have the two crab cakes."
five minutes later
Server: "So it turns out we only have one crab cake in the entire building..."