….the table we sat around went quiet.
I closed my eyes and shook my head. ‘God, had he really said that?’
A few moments before, the waitress had asked for our orders. We’d all given them, my sister on the other hand was taking a lifetime to make up her mind.
She was also going through her teenage vegetarian phase. Mostly to piss off my parents.
She looked up from the menu. “There’s nothing here I can eat.”
My dad read back through the menu, and was met with a “No. No. No.”
“She’s a vegetarian now,” my mum said.
Then came the classic.
“What about a sausage?”
Major cringe moment.
That’s what happens when you don’t know what you’re doing, or know what to say.
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