Won’t Let Me Eat, Then I’ll Eat Your Sales

I take my elderly mum out to dinner. She’s a tiny woman and has never had much of an appetite.

When the waiter comes over, I order a Margherita pizza. 

Mum: “Could I have a small pizza from the kids’ menu, please?”

Waiter: *Shaking his head.* “I’m sorry, ma’am, but the kids’ menu is only for children.”

Mum: *Smiling politely.* “Oh, that’s a shame. I don’t eat very much.”

Waiter: “I’m afraid those are the rules.”

So, she doesn’t order anything. When my pizza arrives, I slide it across the table, and she takes two neat slices.

Mum: *Whispering with a grin.* “Well, that worked out nicely.”

We laugh to ourselves as she eats, because the restaurant’s “rule” just lost them the price of a small pizza.