Mysterious faces and the fruit they bear...

I am one of those people who feels quite embarrassed when I speak to or greet someone I think I know and then find out they are not someone I know. I hope for Matilda's sake she is much more level headed about that sort of thing.

At this point, I hope you are wondering who Matilda is.

I usually eat lunch alone since it's one of those times when I can just let my head rest while I read and eat. Today's lunch was no different. At my favorite Chinese buffet here in the Burg I was munching down on some General Tso's chicken as I paged through a book on business start ups on the Web.

I hear this lady's voice, very near and I see a small plate of fruit and a couple of napkins appear on my table. "Darn, they must have taken my fork!", she says.  As she walks back to get a clean one, I realize what's going on and think that this is going to be fun. She has gotten confused about where she is sitting. (Now, to tell you the truth I didn't have the "fun" thought right away. My first thought really was that this was some poor confused soul that had tripped a couple of breakers in her circuit box.)   

Clean fork in hand, she returns to my booth. She doesn't even look up until she is about half way seated. At this point she notices that I am not her husband and with an embarrassed giggle takes herself and her fruit to the booth behind me. She apologized, chattered something as she moved, (can't recall exactly what at the moment), and sat down with the correct man in the correct booth this time. He must be a very wise man because he just commented quietly about it to her and they went on with their meal.

Since I skipped the fruit, I finished before them. As I got got up to leave I handed them a card for this blog and told them that I was going to write about it on here and that they should "tune in" when they got the chance. I added that I would not introduce myself so as to not learn her name and thus avoid using it here by accident. I told her I would give her a "blog-name" though, so Matilda, when you read this, thanks for a lovely lunch time episode...we must do it again sometime...

That's my story and I am, by God stickin' to it...

Comments

[Uncle Jack]

Jim. Would you find it embarrassing to discover that you have misspelled embarrassed twice in one entry?

[Jim Brodhead]

I have corrected the spelling UJ, thanks for pointing it out.