Has Anyone Figured Out What You’re Supposed To Do While Being Sung At?

My mom, my grandma, and I are out at a fairly nice restaurant celebrating my mom’s birthday. My mom hates being sung to at restaurants and will refuse if anyone mentions that it’s her birthday. Our waiter has just stopped to greet us and take our drink orders.

Waiter: “Are we celebrating anything today?”

Mom: “No, not really.”

Grandma: “It’s her birthday!”

Mom: “Oh, no, no, please! It isn’t even today!”

Waiter: *Scoffs* “This place is too upscale; we don’t sing here.”