Magical Mystical Memory

You know when you go to a restaurant and the waitperson comes up and asks you what you'd like to order?  I LOVE that part!  And then they listen to every person's individual orders, with interjected changes and additions, and they fail to write anything down?  I HATE that part.  It makes me terribly nervous.  I just know they're going to accidentally slip one of my personal icky list items in my food.  Well, that wait time between ordering and the food finally arriving is time filled with much stress for me.  I can't really carry on a conversation.  I bounce around in my seat like a kiddo who seriously needs to pee.  I give subtle sidelong glances filled with doubt at our waitperson.

And then you know what happens?  Our food arrives and it's PERFECT!  I LOVE that part!

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