I took my girlfriend to a fancy dinner for our anniversary.

she looked at my jacket.

Not expensive enough, maybe.

Not tailored enough.

Still, she checked the reservation and said, “Table for two, window section.”

Then Derek appeared.

He glanced at us, then at the screen, then back at us.

“That table has been reassigned.”

I thought I misheard him. “I reserved it.”

“Yes, but there was a mix-up. Another party requested continue reading …