The phone continues to be a source of amusement. I say amusement because annoyance is soooo negative.

I pick up the phone today.

A woman on the other end says, I’d like to make a reservation.

What day I ask.

Sunday she says.

What time I continue.

She says, some time around DINNER TIME.

I put the phone down. Took a breath.

And said. Can you be more specific?

What the fuck time is dinner time. If it’s Adam and I you won’t eat till 10:30. If its the folks at the retirement home you’ll eat at 4:30. We aren’t open at either of those time.

I don’t remember where we ended up.

I made the reservation, thanked her and told her I’d see her tomorrow.

Around dinner time