Every Wednesday night Mack and I go on date night. We decided that Wednesday would be the perfect night for this since it was the middle of the week and seriously? Don’t you need a pick me up on Wednesdays knowing you still have two whole work days until the weekend?

Yesterday night, we decided to go to Seven Bridges before catching a movie. After every meal Mack will ask me to rate the service based on a scale of 1 to 10 so that we can figure out how much to tip our waiter or waitress. Last night it was agreed upon that she did an outstanding job (especially considering the pair next to us fighting) and we tipped according.

On our way out of the restaurant I ended up ahead of Mack and found myself outside alone. Turning around I noticed that he had stopped to talk with the greeters who were ecstatic at what he said. When he came outside I looked from the greeters and back to Mack curiously.

Me: What did you say to her?
Mack: That she had great tits and should call me later.

He said this without missing a beat as though, truly, it was what he said. After I smacked him hard on the arm he laughed, complimented himself (with I’m sure a mental pat on the back) on a well-played delivery line, and informed me he had told her to tell the manager our waitress provided outstanding service.

Dating a fellow smart ass both keeps you on your toes and very much amused.

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