The first year that Steve and I were dating, I was a secret shopper for a small restaurant chain. It was fun to take him along to their locations and have a stipend for a nice meal. The day after we secret shopped, I filled out the forms from corporate headquarters and wrote up my comments.
In the autumn of 2007, we went to the Greenwood location. We were seated, got our drinks and placed our order. While we were chatting prior to dinner, there was a strange noise, and then Steve was on the floor. Our server came running over to my stunned boyfriend sitting amongst pieces of his broken chair, "This happens all the time," she confided.
Ummmmm...just a thought...new chairs???...
We quickly recovered, giggling about the situation and saying what bad luck for them that we happened to be secret shoppers. The next day, as I was filling out my paperwork, I received an email from Steve. He must have mulled over the situation that evening. I laughed out loud when I read his request..."In your report, please be sure to note that I am of average size." :)
This made me laugh out loud!
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