The (apparently) not-so-bright waiter at Olive Garden just couldn't seem to keep his trap shut about women our age knowing about MySpace and blogs and the internet and oh... ELECTRICITY, in general. Hello!! Did your mother never teach you not to make comments like that? Oh, I'm sorry, she probably hasn't hit 35 yet, and hasn't yet learned about tact, etc.
Forgive me, I've ranted without setting up the cause for said rant. 3/28, approximately 7:00 p.m., Olive Garden. 9 women, ranging in ages 20-something to 50-something. All celebrating yours truly's 40th birthday. We had a fabulous time talking, laughing, eating things we shouldn't eat, especially that late in the day, and just enjoying being out of the house and the daily routine of life. I had dreaded the birthday, but it was turning out quite lovely in spite of my fears. Until Seth, our waiter, couldn't keep his comments to himself. He obviously didn't ever practice thinking before speaking. I'm sure he thought he was trying to be funny or coy, but uh, my advice? Don't quit that serving job at OG for that stand-up act you're contemplating, and poorly attempting to hone by insulting a group of nice women who could probably hand your butt to you in a fair fight if need be. I did not let it slide. I pointed out the blunder(s). The more he tried to explain himself, the deeper the hole he was digging. Wonder how that foot in his mouth tasted? Methinks he wasn't even aware of what he was doing, which made it all that much easier to laugh at him.
Oh well, still a quite wonderful birthday. Wonderful to be with friends. And even more wonderful that, after all these years of trying to impress others, I no longer care about impressing anyone. Others' opinions no longer weigh so heavily on my shoulders. There is a burden we tend to carry in our 20s and 30s of which we're not really aware. I wasn't aware of it until recently, upon contemplating 40, that I saw how much time and effort I'd put in to making sure others thought certain things of me. Why did I do that? Did it make any sort of difference in my life? NO! Not one bit.
So ladies, if you're still carrying around that burden, no matter what your age, I recommend you set that burden down and walk away. You don't need it. Take care of your family, your job, your spiritual and emotional health, and first and foremost your relationship with Him. Nothing else matters at all. And, in taking care of those things, how could anyone think anything but wonderful things about you? Sort of all falls into place, doesn't it? It's quite nice. And you'd be amazed at how much better you sleep!
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Seriously, he kept digging deeper with every word. It was painful.
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