Jul 31, 2010 21:59
After the Seattle Scrabble Club's 25th anniversary potluck (thanks to Mark P. for hosting) we met William, Chloe the Music Being and another couple that William knew from 20-odd years ago at Swingside Cafe (an easy-going 3 noms). We ordered a bottle of wine.
The server brought out six glasses.
Wait... six?
I looked at the glasses, at the group, the glasses, recount, then say to the server indicating C.M.B. that "she's only eleven."
Server: "She looked so mature..."
I mean, sure she's tall enough, but as soon as she says something you just know.
To reiterate: CMB fooled a server into thinking she was Of Age. Without thinking about it.
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