Don’t dress me

“Dressing on the side, please” I say.

More than 50% of the time, my request isn’t honored and I get a salad drenched with dressing. Even at nice restaurants. I used to know someone who always requested coke, no ice. People forget little things like that. Especially when we’re paying $40+/head.

But why do people forget? Is it because of priority? Is it because it’s not important enough? What little things do we choose to remember or to forget? Do you sense the flicker of disappointment or disapproval on someone’s face? Do you tell yourself that you shouldn’t do it again?

Do you remember when I say I love kiwi that when you pass by the gelato shop on the way home and you spontaneously buy me a pint of kiwi gelato? Because I remember your love of chocolate and saved you a piece from today.

2 thoughts on “Don’t dress me

  1. You really need to put an emphasis on the word ‘side’. Dressing on the SIDE. Please. Your tip depends on it. As does your throat lest you receive a vicious karate chop to it. From a grizzly bear. Rawr.

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