Here I am, taking a brief break from my homework, but never fear: My motivation has not left me yet. Not until I at least get this story about a Poe impersonator out of the way.
We went to Red Lobster for Cort’s birthday dinner last night. Nicole and I, of course, arrived before she did, so when we were seated, we requested of this ditzy hostess that she embarrass Cort.
“It’s her birthday,” we said. “Just so you know. Embarrass her.”
“Oh…well, what do you want me to do?” she said, cluelessly.
“Just whatever you do; but she doesn’t know we’ve told you, so let’s surprise her, shall we? Don’t let on that you know. We’ll embarrass the heck out of her.” (We exchanged evil grins.)
“Oh…okay,” said the hostess, still cluelessly.
Cort and Drew finally arrived, and perhaps ten or twenty minutes later, Cort said, “Oh, by the way…when we walked in, the hostess wished me happy birthday and said that she wasn’t supposed to tell me she knew.”
Is Red Lobster the only restaurant in the world that doesn’t do something special for people on their birthday? No free dessert, no unique birthday song, no…nothing? Or has this girl just never eaten in a restaurant on somebody’s birthday before? (That’s what my mom wanted to know.)