Small Town, Small Expectations

My wife and I are travelling through a very small town and stop at a restaurant the hotel staff recommended.

Hostess: “I’m sorry, but we just had a couple of big parties come in. We have a really long wait right now.”

Me: “Well, how long?”

We’re from a city of over one million people, so we’re expecting well over an hour because of her stressed-out look and what she said.

Hostess: “About ten to fifteen minutes.”

Me: *Pauses* “Yeah, we can handle that.”

We waited about seven minutes before we were shown to a table. I guess there are advantages to small-town life.