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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

romantic dinner


                In order to celebrate the tenth years of our marriage, my husband and I decided to have a big dinner at night.
                We went to a restaurant near our home. When we were talking about our romantic love, we saw a “black” in our salad. My husband asked my dear what that was. I hoped it was not a fly. In fact, it was. It made my husband crazy. He said how we could image our romantic dinner with flees.  “Waiter, waiter” he shouted. Then, the waiter came. The waiter said what wrong was. My husband asked him why he made salad with a fly. The waiter explained we could see flees everywhere because it was summer that time. My husband asked if we should eat them as we see flees every day. The waiter said if he knew a lot people couldn’t eat enough food even with fly. I tried to let me calm down.  “gentleman, it is a nice day for us. Take it easy” I said. He didn’t listen to me. He stood up and said they ate fly, so the wait could also, you should eat the fly which we saw in salad. It made the waiter angry. He said if my husband always was perfect. Then, The waiter through the apron on the flour and left. After the waiter left, my husband felt little bit frustrate. Our romantic dinner ended with embarrassing.
                However, after this event, my husband was more gentle than before when others had made a mistake.

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