Egg McMuffins with a Side of Humble Pie
We pull into a McDonald's drive thru for a late night snack on our drive back home from a holiday trip. I order Egg McMuffins with ham for everyone because they're cheaper and have fewer calories than cheeseburgers, and because Laura has never tried one before.
In front of us is a car with a personalized license plate that says "PRINCESS" using a creative combination of letters and numbers. I laugh aloud and crack a lame joke about the chances that Royalty is placing an order on the royal credit card.
When I pull up to the window to pay, the cashier says, "Don't worry about it. The lady in front of you paid for your order."
"What!"
"The lady in the car in front of you just paid for your order!"
"Wow, that's great!" I say, but my face flushes red as I recall my judgmental comment. I glance over at my wife and say, "If she only knew what I just said about her!"
I look up and catch the benevolent princess looking at me through her rear view mirror. Sheepishly, I roll down my window and give her an enthusiastic thumbs up while mouthing a heartfelt thank you. She smiles back and returns the thumbs up.
Haha. Lesson learned. Don't mock the Royals...
Back on the highway, Laura announces several times how tasty the Egg McMuffins are:
How come I never ate this before? They're so good! I can't believe I've never had an Egg McMuffin!...
They remind her of a typical British breakfast of eggs and traditional thick-sliced English ham that she grew up eating in England.
I explain that McDonald is a Scottish name, so technically it's a British restaurant.
Laura gives me a pained look...
Right. Stop mocking your wife's heritage.
Let's eat.
In front of us is a car with a personalized license plate that says "PRINCESS" using a creative combination of letters and numbers. I laugh aloud and crack a lame joke about the chances that Royalty is placing an order on the royal credit card.
When I pull up to the window to pay, the cashier says, "Don't worry about it. The lady in front of you paid for your order."
"What!"
"The lady in the car in front of you just paid for your order!"
"Wow, that's great!" I say, but my face flushes red as I recall my judgmental comment. I glance over at my wife and say, "If she only knew what I just said about her!"
I look up and catch the benevolent princess looking at me through her rear view mirror. Sheepishly, I roll down my window and give her an enthusiastic thumbs up while mouthing a heartfelt thank you. She smiles back and returns the thumbs up.
Haha. Lesson learned. Don't mock the Royals...
Back on the highway, Laura announces several times how tasty the Egg McMuffins are:
How come I never ate this before? They're so good! I can't believe I've never had an Egg McMuffin!...
They remind her of a typical British breakfast of eggs and traditional thick-sliced English ham that she grew up eating in England.
I explain that McDonald is a Scottish name, so technically it's a British restaurant.
Laura gives me a pained look...
Right. Stop mocking your wife's heritage.
Let's eat.
