I came home without a thing to write about today.

Work was great.

Everyone was nice.

Nothing but compliments at the door.

We were fairly busy for a Wednesday too.

So we’ll just be grateful and leave it at that!

Tonight I had reservations for dinner with some coworkers. We had about 45 minutes to kill so we met at a bar near the restaurant.

We gathered in the bar at a table.

The bartender presented us with menus immediately. Told us about happy hour etc.

And she never came back.

Nope.

Never.

They weren’t busy. There were six people on one side. And one person near us.

The clock ticked. And ticked.

At first we were amused.

Then we watched her make a drink.

And then talk to the one person sitting near us.

Then make a service drink.

And we sat there. And sat there.

And I’m pretending that it’s okay because I suggested the bar.

But after 15 minutes I finally say. Okay. This was a bad idea and we left.

And I don’t think the bartender even noticed.

Instead we went to the bar of the restaurant we had reservations at and had oysters and cocktails.

We didn’t complain. Or make a scene. It just made me sad.