Eat and Run

Working my full time job from a home office doesn’t allow me to get out and enjoy lunch with co-workers because there are few who live or work close by. In fact most days I get up and start working in my pajamas and later in the day will change into some casual clothing. My work also keeps me very busy so most days I don’t even leave my office. I decided a few months ago however that I needed to make it a point to have lunch at least one day a week away from home. So since then each Thursday at 11:45am I’ve been meeting my Father and his good friend at one of their favorite restaurants.

On a particular Thursday, I had a conference call that ran a bit over and it was causing me to be late in leaving to meet Dad for lunch. After hanging up the telephone I rushed to the laundry room and reached in the dryer to grab something quick I could throw on. I knew I had a pair of jeans and a hooded sweatshirt that had just finished drying. Standing in the kitchen I quickly change out of my PJs, pull on my jeans and sweatshirt and race out the door. I make it to the restaurant right on time.

The restaurant is packed as usual filled with the normal lunch crowd and I strain to see where Dad is sitting. I find he and his friend sitting way across the dining area so I make my way through the maze of people and tables. I sit down, we order, we eat.

A few minutes into lunch the waitress comes over and hands me the bill. I thought it quite odd that we had just started eating and now I’m being asked for payment. I reach to pick up the check and my Father pulls it from my hands and says, “Lunch is on me today.” To my surprise the waitress pulls the check from my Father’s hand and says, “Actually this is for her” and she hands me the bill. I look down at this piece of paper and read the following:

“I am so sorry to have to tell you this. You have a panty liner stuck on the back of your sweatshirt”.

Just Lovely...