Gosh darn I sure have been writing more blogs than usual lately. Lets see if this has an indirect relation to my grades this semester.
Yesterday I went out for dinner/movie time with Matt for our anniversary.
Time flies! Feels like only yesterday when I started throwing his name into blogs without ever properly explaining his role in my life.
(Not an imaginary boyfriend, even.)
We wait around for a while until we're seated at our table. Our waiter for the night stops by and makes some menu recommendations for us.
I need not your recommendations, waiter, for I read the entire menu online before coming to this restaurant and have made my decisions in advance! HA HA!
(Is this neurotic? Because some people seem to think so, but I just like efficiency.)
Anyway, the waiter says to us: "Alright my name's Matt, you guys, so holler if you need anything," and walks away.
Anyway, the waiter says to us: "Alright my name's Matt, you guys, so holler if you need anything," and walks away.
Because I am incapable of listening properly, I lean over the table to my-Matt, and wide-eyed, whisper: "HIS NAME IS MAXIMUS!?"
Matt looks at me, deciphering my cryptic code.
He pauses, and says "No, Larissa, he said his name was 'Matt, you guys."
Oh.
Well now any service we received from Not-Maximus was gonna be sub par, for sure.
Surely he didn't have a dramatic and heart wrenching story of how he became a waiter, either.
Pic unrelated to the blog topic, but very related to how depressed I get when faced with simple first world problems.
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