Too Many Cheesecakes Spoil The Soup

(My partner and I go out for dinner after a 12-hour shift and it’s late at night. All of us, including our waitress, are showing our exhaustion by being a little silly.)

Waitress: “Are you guys ready to order?”

Me: “Yes, I’d like the oreo cheesecake. And the soup.”

Waitress: “I’m sorry, the cheesecake and the what?”

Me: “The soup.”

Waitress: “The… soo? I’m sorry I don’t quite understand you?”

Partner: “The soup. And it’s okay if you’re confused, because it doesn’t make any sense that she ordered just soup and cheesecake.”

Me: “I’m an adult! I want the cheesecake!”

Waitress: “You know what you want, and that’s right, you ARE an adult! A cheesecake and the soup of the day for you.”

Me: “Thanks!” *to partner* “Sorry for being weird.”

Partner: “It’s all right, dear; it’s great you know what you want.”