Sick and Tired - My Dinner With Lunchbox

Sick and Tired

I called in sick to work today. Last night Lunchbox and I went to an Italian place for dinner and I've been sick ever since. I don't think there was anything wrong with the food since Lunchbox didn't get sick, but the combination of rich food and sinus drainage have turned my stomach into a wasteland.

My Dinner With Lunchbox

However there is a mildly funny annecdote that goes along with the aforementioned dinner with Lunchbox. We are both currently single and 99% of our friends are married couples, so we find ourselves eating dinner together fairly often just because we don't want to eat alone. Last night we decided to go to the Italian place because I was craving some spaghetti and meatballs. Lunchbox was apprehensive because the place is pretty expensive so I offered to pay for the meal, no big deal, any time one of us is broke the other will pick up the tab. As I mentioned before, both of us are single, so it never occurred to us that yesterday was Valentine's Day. We got to the resturant and I ordered my food, the lady at the counter said "Will there be anything else" and I indicated to Lunchbox and said "Whatever he wants, as well". The lady gave us a big smile and started giggling but I just assumed that she was trying to be friendly, or was retarded.
When the waitress brought the bread out to our table she was wearing a bright pink shirt with a big heart on it and a shit-eating grin. "Happy Valentine's Day" she said giving Lunchbox and I a knowing look. Lunchbox didn't understand what she had said so he said "What??" and she repeated "Happy Valentine's Day" to which he replied, "Oh yeah, whatever, thanks". At this point the waitress looked at me with a look of sympathy.

Thats was when it hit us... these people think we're on a gay date.

Furthermore, they think I'm dating some asshole who forgot it was Valentine's Day.
They were probably talking to each other in the kitchen saying "That guy in the sweater needs to dump his asshole boyfriend".

So I did what any guy would do... I stood up, threw my water in his face and screamed "MAYBE NEXT YEAR YOU'LL REMEMBER!!!" and stormed out of the resturant.


P.S. That last part is a lie, we just sat there and laughed about it.. but it would have been funnier if it had ended like that :)