Looking forward to our dinner date, I waited, and waited. Finally she arrived.
Two places were set at our table. Unfortunately she had invited a third guest, her cellphone. From the start, the uninvited dinner guest overtook our conversation with a vibrating insistence to be heard. In disbelief I found myself watching her, watch her cellphone. Which left me to wonder; what was I, chopped liver? Obviously I missed that menu listing.
Rest assured the next time I plan a dinner date, I will be checking out the menu first.