It was a warm summer evening, and I had just finished a long day at work. I decided to treat myself to a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant in town. As I walked in, I was immediately struck by the elegant decor and the quiet atmosphere.
After I was seated, I perused the menu and decided to order the steak, which was a specialty of the house. When the waiter brought it out, I dug in eagerly, savoring every juicy bite. It wasn't until I was almost finished that I realized something was wrong.
My mouth suddenly felt like it was on fire, and I realized that the steak was much spicier than I had anticipated. I tried to stay composed and keep eating, but the heat was too much for me to handle. I started coughing and gasping for air, my eyes watering and my face turning bright red.
It was at this point that I noticed the other diners were staring at me in horror and disgust. I could feel their judgmental glares on me, and I wanted nothing more than to crawl under the table and hide.
But it only got worse. As I continued to cough and wheeze, I suddenly realized that I had no napkin to wipe my streaming eyes and runny nose. Without thinking, I reached for the nearest cloth and vigorously blew my nose.
It wasn't until I had finished that I looked down and saw that I had blown my nose on the waiter's jacket.
The rest of the meal was a blur of embarrassment and shame. I couldn't wait to leave and never come back. But looking back on it now, I can't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation.
Lesson learned: always have a napkin on hand, and never underestimate the spiciness of a fancy restaurant's food. And if all else fails, just own up to your mistakes and apologize to the poor waiter who got caught in the crossfire.