Setting: A charming small town in middle America; brick streets lined with trees, art galleries, used book stores and upscale boutiques. An outdoor café on a perfect Saturday afternoon.
WAITRESS: How was your lunch, ladies?
SHE: (big smile) It was just fine, thank you.
Waitress smiles and leaves.
ME: Why did you tell her it was fine? You didn’t like your lunch.
SHE: What was I supposed to say?
ME: That you didn’t care for it. Or that you made a poor choice, that it was interesting, but not to your liking.
SHE: What difference would it make?
ME: Well then at least you wouldn’t be a liar.
SHE: (pauses…and then laughs heartily.)