Getting On A Boat And Getting Sloshed

(I’m 15 and going on a cruise to the Bahamas with my 23- and 21-year-old sisters, as well as my parents. My sisters order wine one night at dinner, and our waitress comes back with three glasses instead of just two.)

Waitress: “Here you go.”

(She hands my sisters their drinks, and then proceeds to give me one.)

Me: “Sorry, I don’t think I ordered wine.”

Waitress: “Are you sure? I remembered all of the daughters ordered drinks.”

Me: “I’m 15.”

Waitress: “Oh, well, just keep it.” *winks* “No one has to know.”

Dad: “I know!”