Lauren and I were enjoying a romantic dinner the night of our anniversary. We were nestled in a dim lit corner booth, out of the way of the normal hustle and bustle of the restaurant. We were enjoying our food and drinks and our quiet conversation when a woman approached our table.
“How are you tonight?” She asked.
“Great.” I responded.
“How is everything?” The woman asked.
“Good.” Lauren said.
The woman stood there for a moment not saying anything and then she turned away as if she was leaving.
“Are you the manager?” I asked, stopping her.
“Yes. Why is there something wrong?”
“Oh. No. Everything is great. I just wasn’t sure if you were just a random patron looking for a food suggestion or something.”
The woman smiled and nodded and then went on to another table. Since she was not wearing a nametag and she did not introduce herself as the manager she could have been just some strange person who liked to check on other diners. The thought of this piqued my interest and I may, just for fun, go to random restaurants and check on the patrons.