Tonight, motzei Shabbos, and we’re at the kosher Pizza store.
There is a table next to us with some semi-rowdy boys and girls.
We’re sitting there minding our own business–really–when all of a sudden I get a spit ball (yes, a spit ball) right in my ear.
I look over at the kids and this guy is opening a Toblerone chocolate and smirks and says, “Oh, sorry” and goes back to his friends laughing at what they did.
So my wife is eating her seasoned fries, and I pick up a long one at the end, and am holding it–and all of a sudden, i don’t know what happened, but the fry just flicks out of my hand and up into the air.
My wife and daughter and I just stare at each other…like OMG, you didn’t!
But I did and then a girl at the next table shrieks as the fry hits her in the head and she’s looking accusingly at the boys at her table asking, “Who did that?”
We’re still sitting sort of frozen staring at each other, holding in our laughter.
The store manager comes over to the kids and starts yelling at them about throwing fries around the store.
At which point, we couldn’t contain our reaction anymore and started cracking up.
I think the kids at the next table figured it out.
My daughter who thought these kids were so obnoxious goes to me, “That was so cool Dad!”
So what is going on with me lately…not sure, but I think I like it. 😉
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)