A Night on the Town

fish_and_chipsMy wife and I went to Ivar's Seafood and Chowder House for dinner tonight. We asked for it "to go." The manager, a middle-aged man who looked very tired from working all day, was putting our clam chowder into the bag.

"Silverware?" he asked with blank stare.

"You mean 'plastic-ware?" I queried.

Once again with a blank stare, he asked more firmly and a little louder, "Silverware??!"

I responded, "Uhhhhh….ummmmm…sure."

He reached over to his "silverware" tray and grabbed a plastic spoon and fork and placed them into the bag.

I politely thanked him, took the bag, and left anticipating a night of 'fine-dining."

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