03-25-2013, 09:03 AM
I had a great weekend, and Friday night was especially interesting. At dinner on Friday night, with my parents and eldest son, our waitress was a beautiful Asian woman. She seemed to have a good attitude, so I started teasing her with a full court press for practice.
When she brought the bread to our table, she mentioned that they didn't have any wheat bread ready, and asked if it would be OK. I said it would be fine, and that we'd find a way to survive. She gave a genuine smile, and it was on like Donkey Kong. She asked if we wanted some when it was available, and I declined. When she returned with our drinks, I asked where the wheat bread was. She was confused for a second, so I smirked to let her know it was a joke, and the rapport came on fast. We were trading wheat bread jokes all night, and she was cracking up over it.
We were also exchanging glances. This was an awesome seasoning added to a fun night out with family. What was especially interesting is that neither my parents nor my son seemed to notice anything amiss. My flirting was so smooth, it's almost like the Naturalizer was affecting them as well.
When she brought the bread to our table, she mentioned that they didn't have any wheat bread ready, and asked if it would be OK. I said it would be fine, and that we'd find a way to survive. She gave a genuine smile, and it was on like Donkey Kong. She asked if we wanted some when it was available, and I declined. When she returned with our drinks, I asked where the wheat bread was. She was confused for a second, so I smirked to let her know it was a joke, and the rapport came on fast. We were trading wheat bread jokes all night, and she was cracking up over it.
We were also exchanging glances. This was an awesome seasoning added to a fun night out with family. What was especially interesting is that neither my parents nor my son seemed to notice anything amiss. My flirting was so smooth, it's almost like the Naturalizer was affecting them as well.
Fear is a liar.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway