At our mother’s day dinner I used the word “dickish” and my (slightly inebriated) mother laughed like it was the most funny thing she ever heard. That was before (more slightly inebriated) she broke a water glass and spilled hot wax all over the check.
Our server brought us a lot of free wine. She doesn’t normally drink. Then he said “neither of you have to drive right?” She said “I do, back to Connecticut.” Then he looked apologetic(terror-stricken would be more accurate). ”I hope I didn’t kill your mom”. I replied “Me too, I hope you didn’t kill my mom”. Yeah, I repeated what he said. It was more funny than anything my wine buzzed mind could come up with. “Is she going to be okay? Do you think I should bring her a coffee?” “Maybe just water (giggle)… lots of water”.
That was fun.
ps. i’ve never been compelled to post a missed connection before, but i find myself wanting to, if for nothing than being able to write “you got my mom drunk in williamsburg on mother’s day”.
