I went for a meal with my partner on saturday and had an awful meal, it was 'you live and learn, wont go there again type of meal'. On the way out I saw someone I vaguely know, but never spoke with, so I nodded politely and went on my way.
The very next day I saw the bloke at the bar in my local pub.
He Said;
"Hi there, did you enjoy your meal in when I saw you yesterday?"
"No it was awful, the vegtables were rock hard, the gravy was cold and the meat was so chewy, it was the worst meal I have ever had"
"Oh right well I will tell my wife, she is the chef down there!"
This is not the first time I have wanted the ground to swallow me up.
The very next day I saw the bloke at the bar in my local pub.
He Said;
"Hi there, did you enjoy your meal in when I saw you yesterday?"
"No it was awful, the vegtables were rock hard, the gravy was cold and the meat was so chewy, it was the worst meal I have ever had"
"Oh right well I will tell my wife, she is the chef down there!"
This is not the first time I have wanted the ground to swallow me up.
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