So yesterday Greg took me for a late lunch in continued celebration of my “Birthday Week” to Red Lobster. I love seafood and especially crab and lobster! They were having their annual “Lobster Fest” and we thought we would go and try it! They situated us in a cozy little booth in an “almost empty” restaurant except for a couple in an adjoining booth directly behind me. Greg couldn’t see them because of the barrier at the top of my back rest but we could hear them – what sounded like a younger woman and a much older man. The woman was distinctive and rather LOUD in a thick Romanian accent. She was fascinating and had many stories of her adventures – most of them unbelievable – her many conquests and a few husbands too. The man seemed very quiet and I wondered how he could let her go ON AND ON forever about herself without interrupting her! There was some mention on his part after a while, about family and “following” her many adventures – and suggested that she too should keep a journal like he did to make it easier for her to remember everything. I don’t think it’s going to be a problem for her. She never ran out of “stories” and seemed to NEVER stop talking. At one point I tried to get Greg to have to “go to the bathroom” just so he’d get up and get a good look at her – but Greg shy’s away from anything that would draw attention to himself – and I just knew he would not be very convincing if he came up with some such scheme – so after a while, I decided to take matters into my own hands – and I got up and stood by the side of our table and took my time in looking around casually in that “trying to find the way to the bathroom” look. I was able to take in a great deal from that “look” and off I went to the bathroom. The woman was pretty young – and it seemed unlikely she could have had as many adventures and conquests as she claimed. It was pretty easy to detect a narcissistic personality but she seemed to have this man’s total attention. He looked old enough to be her Grandfather!
I guess we will never know exactly who she was – or why she was with that older gentleman who seemed greatly amused by her. I think I would have been annoyed! I detest it when people can only talk about themselves – on and on and never stop to take a breath and even inquire how I might be. It’s like it never occurs to them that there’s another person with them – they just like to hear themselves talk. Have you ever experienced this? It’s hard to sit there and smile and say nothing, isn’t it? Don’t you just want to say, “Well enough about YOU – next subject!” But usually my good breeding make it impossible for me to be impolite – so I say nothing and privately decide I’m not going to put myself in that position again. God is still working on me to have MUCH patience with some people.
I would be MORTIFIED to go into a restaurant or any other public place and be a spectacle for everyone to be forced to listen to. But I was intrigued at the older gentleman who seemed so patient and so kind.
Am I always kind? Do I exhibit impatience with people who don’t seem to have any manners? Am I gracious? I would like to think that I’m learning how to be. But I am still on a journey.
Greg thought it was highly amusing too – and spoke in a Romanian accent the rest of the day to me – imitating some of her “highlights” in the restaurant. It was so hilarious – he almost had me spitting out my coffee – not very lady like at all ☺
Have a wonderful day!