S and I went out for lunch today. She wanted spicy. I had overindulged the night before with my wine and had taken some ibuprofen. So... I'm not sure what was up with my stomach, you see... I was feeling wickedly sick before lunch and during our festive fajita feast all I could think about was lying down in the cool pleather booth. Was it the overindulgence the night before? The medicine stomach? The fact that I have GERD and I'm not taking my protonix any longer? (fuck, I feel old sometimes)
Anyway, cold sweats were about to ensue and she insisted we get the check and make it back to the Shack to cuddle on the couch with movies. I was all in favor of that.
Here's my blog.
Every single time we are out to eat... anywhere at all... any kind of dining... the check gets put directly in front of her. NOT in between us, ambiguously. No. Just smack dab in front of her. Like where her plate was just two minutes ago.
I have noticed this in the past and it was a mere observation. But today, blame it on the GERD I guess, I was a little irritated.
It wasn't like we were even asked if we wanted separate checks and S answered for us, "No," so that the server could have subconsciously made the decision S was paying.
I'm overthinking. I know.
I should just let her pay for my lunch. But that's not really the point.
It makes me wonder what makes the servers do this.