Or Possibly Not

By Steve Carr

My wife and I went out for dinner last night. An eager young waiter greeted us, took our drink order, and returned promptly to see what tempted us from the menu.

As we wondered aloud over the several choices, the waiter leaned forward, put the back of his hand to the side of his mouth, and in a conspiratorial whisper said, “The Mango Chicken sucks.”

Now, as far as I know my hearing is just fine, but my first thought was, is it time for a checkup? I responded strategically with, “I’m sorry, what was that?”