Our son with my Brother and His Family
Tomorrow, my brother, his wife, and their little boy are moving. My brother is headed to medical school and we will probably never live in the same place again. Ever. It is happy and sad all at the same time. That is another post for another time.
Tonight we went out to grab something to eat. You know to celebrate/say goodbye.
The sandwich shop we went to is new in town. I suggested it. It has gotten rave reviews.
We got there and the man who took our order was very positive and excited. He told us he had just moved here from the East Coast and that these Philly sandwiches were better than "the real thing". He promised they were authentic. My husband has had authentic.
Out came our sandwiches. We couldn't wait to dig in.
We all took bites together and chewed with strange looks. The sandwiches were not that good. Actually they weren't good at all. There was no taste, the bread wasn't that good, and the cheese. Well, I should have gone "wit out." We felt like we wasted time and money. I was sad that this was our last meal together.
Have you ever been to a restaurant that people said was great, but it wasn't? We were disappointed. We talked about that around the table. I apologized for making the suggestion in the first place.
We joked that if they came over and asked how our food was, we would tell them it was bad. Our kids heard us say all of this.
Then, before we knew it, the man did come over to our table and asked how things tasted. We smiled and fibbed. Yep, we pretended. Not over the top pretending, just reasonable pretending. He actually asked my brother again on the way out. My brother was polite.
Then...wouldn't you know it. We start to leave and our daughter asks...
"Mom, why didn't you tell the man the truth."
"What do you mean?" I said
"You told the worker that the sandwiches were good, but they weren't good."
I was quickly preparing to have the conversation where I explained that sometimes... you know... you have to say things...polite...others feelings....appropriate....etc....
She got sidetracked and didn't care about the answer to the question.
Leave it to our kids to keep us honest and on track. Pretty sure we need to be more careful about what we say in front of our children. They are getting too big.
WOULD YOU HAVE TOLD THE MAN THE TRUTH?