|Yesterday my wife and I celebrated our 52nd wedding anniversary. We decided to do lunch, and I knew one of her favorite restaurants was a local seafood place. We decided to go there, and what do you know, she had a coupon for it.
Our lovely young waitress was on her first responsibility, and she said she'd take care of the coupon. Wow, the bill! I had to point out to her that the oysters were part of the "priz fixe" and she forgot the coupon.
I gave her a good tip anyway--my wife had to warn me not to tip like a lottery winner.