My mother is terrible at restaurants. Any type. Any kind. She's just....blagh.
She is just incredibly picky.
I can't decide which annoys me more, honestly.
- Her habit of basically acquiring double the silverware needed.
She freaks out if she even thinks she sees some sort of dirt on silverware, so she either demands extras from the staff, or tries to make us go take it off other tables. (I stopped listening to her on that when I was in my teens.)
- Food temperature pickiness.
She simply MUST have hot fries. If they're not practically on FIRE, she's upset about "how cold they are", and will go back up and throw a mini fit about it. And of course, we've heard her several times complain that the fries scorch her fingers. <facepalm>
- Food "allergies".
Yes, she's one of those. If she decides she doesn't want a certain item on her meal, she'll state she's allergic to it. I keep telling her to not do that, but she just sniffs and says "its the only way to make sure they don't screw it up like they always do."
So if you see a very, very embarrassed daughter faceplanting at a table with her mom, saying "this is why we CANT HAVE NICE THINGS", there's a good chance its us. :P And I apologize in advance for her borderline OCD.
She is just incredibly picky.
I can't decide which annoys me more, honestly.
- Her habit of basically acquiring double the silverware needed.
She freaks out if she even thinks she sees some sort of dirt on silverware, so she either demands extras from the staff, or tries to make us go take it off other tables. (I stopped listening to her on that when I was in my teens.)
- Food temperature pickiness.
She simply MUST have hot fries. If they're not practically on FIRE, she's upset about "how cold they are", and will go back up and throw a mini fit about it. And of course, we've heard her several times complain that the fries scorch her fingers. <facepalm>
- Food "allergies".
Yes, she's one of those. If she decides she doesn't want a certain item on her meal, she'll state she's allergic to it. I keep telling her to not do that, but she just sniffs and says "its the only way to make sure they don't screw it up like they always do."
So if you see a very, very embarrassed daughter faceplanting at a table with her mom, saying "this is why we CANT HAVE NICE THINGS", there's a good chance its us. :P And I apologize in advance for her borderline OCD.
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