======= ======= ====== ====== ====== ===== ==== ====== ====== ===== ==== ======= ======= ====== ====== ====== ===== ==== ====== ====== ===== ====
They had established a new weekly routine: date night. Because Mondays are Mondays and Todd’s golf league was Tuesday night, they decided that having a regular Wednesday night date would allow them to reset and unplug in the middle of Todd’s workweek. She had spent the better part of the afternoon reading reviews on Yelp for seafood restaurants in the city. She had been craving seafood all week, and with the hot weather combining with summer coming to an end, she thought it would be the perfect opportunity to dine al fresco.
“There’s a new restaurant called By Sea that has a roof deck,” she texted him around four o’clock. “I made us a 7:30 rezzie.”
When they arrived at 7:35, they took the building’s elevator to the top floor with the hostess. Their table overlooked the city and was surrounded by the whitewashed porch and glistening Christmas lights that adorned the entire patio.
“This is, like, straight out of Pinterest,” she remarked while clutching her menu. Todd wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or an insult.
Upon opening her menu, her eyes immediately defaulted to the oyster section top the appetizers.
“Are you in the mood for ‘sters, Todd?” she asked. “I know this month doesn’t end in ‘y’ but I read on this food blog that you don’t even really have to follow that rule anymore.”
Todd confirmed that oysters sounded tasty before she clarified that they’d order the oysters from New Brunswick. She had no idea if the New Brunswick oysters were more or less fresh than any of the others, but she figured her assertiveness would make it sound like she knew what she was talking about.
Looking for their waitress, she wrapped her arms around her menu and pulled it close to her chest before leaning forward and asking Todd, “Are you cold?”
Todd shook it off and commented that he felt fine. He was wearing a button down shirt, with her in a skirt and chambray shirt.
“Ugh, it’s just cold up here,” she added. “Do you think they’d turn the fans down?”
“I’m not sure,” he responded. “I guess we could ask.”
But just before the waitress came to take their drink and appetizer order, she told Todd that it’s “fine.” They promptly ordered a bottle of sparkling rosé to go with the oysters because the waitress noted that it was Half-Off Wine Night. “Mama like,” she joked upon hearing the news.
Just after the waitress departed from their table, she again leaned forward and whispered, “Todd, I’m like really, really cold.”
“Is there anything I can do?” Todd asked, well-knowing that there was nothing he could do except take the shirt off his back.
“No, it’s okay,” she began again. “It’s just, like, freezing up here.”
Todd asked if she wanted to move inside the restaurant, which would entail going to the ground floor where they had originally talked to the hostess. She explained to him that they had the air-conditioning running in the restaurant and she didn’t think it would make any difference if they moved.
Todd, unsure of any sort of solution to the problem, told her, “I’m not really sure what you want me to do here.” She clarified that there was nothing he could do before hushing him as the waitress approached with their bottle of rosé. She handed Todd the cork to inspect despite that Todd had no idea what he was looking for, and she poured a touch of rosé into her glass for tasting.
“Mmmm,” she told the waitress. “Yeah, that’s great.”
The waitress poured each of them a glass before setting the bottle in an ice bucket next to the table and assuring them that their oysters would be “right out” before leaving for the kitchen.
“Todd,” she said with a hint of shivering in her voice. “I’m so cold.”
“I mean,” Todd hesitated. “What do you want me to do? Give you my shirt?”
“Ugh,” she shot back. “You don’t have to be rude about it.”
“Okay, let me ask if they can move us inside.”
Hailing down their waitress, she approached the table asking if everything was alright.
“Yeah, everything is great,” Todd clarified. “But is there any way we can move inside? It’s a little colder out here than we anticipated.”
Their waitress obliged and insisted that it wasn’t an issue. “Here, just take your glasses and I’ll be right down there with the bucket and rosé. I’ll call down and they can clear a table for you if you just want to head towards the elevators.”
“I am so sorry,” she told the waitress as they began standing up and putting there napkins on the table.
When they exited the elevator and approached the hostess stand, she thanked Todd for taking control of the situation and having the willingness to move. They explained their situation to the hostess who had already been briefed by the waitress, and she led them to a table in the corner of the restaurant.
“Thank you so much for moving us,” she told the hostess while situating her glass of rosé on the table.
“Todd,” she said while the hostess walked away. “It’s, like, so much colder in here than it was outside.” .
Respond
Will
Will (Twitter / Instagram) is the host of The Sunday Scaries Podcast.
@willdefries
@willdefries
defriewf
will@grandex.co
Do people actually call oysters “‘sters” in real life or is that just something that deFries put in there to make us hate the main character even more?
Met a girl this weekend who called sushi “sush”. So really anything is possible
For the sake of Humanity I hope DeFries made it up for this character…
I am making $89/hour working from home. I never thought that it was legitimate but my best friend is earning $10 thousand a month by working online, that was really surprising for me, she recommended me to try it. just try it out on the following website… http://bit.do/FOX92
when i looked at the figure of 14756 dollars .Than I have no other choice but to accept , what i saw .They have been doing this for a year and get rid of their debts.. Yesterday they purchased new Aston Martin …..
visit More Here………….>>> http://www.Fox05.Tk
you could get so many ‘sters for 14756 dollars and you would have no other choice but to accept, what you eat.They have been doing this for a year and get rid of their hungers.. Yesterday they purchased new Bruswick ‘sters.
via GIPHY
“allow them to reset and unplug in the middle of Todd’s workweek.” This.
The “I have a problem but I don’t want to solve it” conversation is the only thing more frustrating then the “I’m up for anything, besides each of your suggestions” game.
Happens to me on almost a daily basis. I’ve learned to just ignore it.
Always wear a jacket out to dinner. Even if you’re sweating bullets, your girlfriend/wife will be cold and you’ll be glad you brought it. If for no other reason than to shut her up.
This vet is doing great things looking out for the rookies on the team
Us married guys gotta look out for y’all. Offer all that insider advice your lady friends will never actually tell you, they just expect you to know.
I know this was probably a joke, but it would make a good series on here
I feel like he threw that “mama like” in there just to aggravate us
You just know she says “mama like” while she and Todd are trying to shake the specially-mixed-to-match her ‘Starbs of choice Pratt and Lambert paint off the walls. Ugh.
I caught my fiancé wearing a hoodie walking the dog yesterday….We live in Houston. With rain our temps have dropped from 99 to 89.
Are you marrying my wife?
Well, she has been really happy lately…
And has an out of town “Girls’ Weekend” planned this fall. Hhhmmmmmm
Five bucks she was wearing it with shorts. And flip flops, for the bonus.
Reading “mama like” and “‘sters” in the same story reaffirms just how awful girl is.
Does anybody actually say “sters?”
Irritated me as much as when girls refer to pizza as ‘za
Maybe not the same. But I can’t stand when people call “Game of Thrones,” “Thrones.”
So. Definitely not the same.
Did it ever come out what she had to apologize for? Or was it left at that it had something to do with Trip?
Nice picture
Great minds think alike
Does it matter?
OF COURSE IT MATTERS. For some of us, this is the highlight to our Wednesday, what gets us through the week.
I find the language of the writing more important than the extended plot. Can’t deny its a weekly highlight. Quality content.
I respect your connection and concern for the characters.
I honestly almost punched my computer screen reading this