Hey thanks, Buttercup.

Mar mentioned "girls night out". I therefore must mention guys night out after priesthood session.

As it was Shawn's last time for a couple years, he requested that we go to Tony Roma's for endless slab (translation: all you can eat ribs). This included dad, Uncle John, Spencer, then me, Steve, Dan, and Shawn. So that we wouldn’t have to wait forever to get seated we split into 2 groups of 4 at adjacent booths. I was at a table with Steve, Shawn, and Jesse. The fun table (because we weren’t the ones who ended up finance and investments).

I always wonder what Jesse is thinking because we’re so off the wall (especially Shawn). At one point Steve (probably quoting or referencing a movie) called Shawn “buttercup”, right as the waiter stopped at our table.

Waiter: Wait... Did you just call me buttercup? I’ve been called a lot of things in my life, but not that one... I’m sorry guys I don’t swing that way.

We laughed, and as he gave the boys their drink refills and began to walk away, Steve turned and said “thanks, Buttercup!” to which he just paused... And then kept walking, hehe. He was probably trying to come up with a comeback and couldn’t, because it wasn’t until his next visit that he ventured to call Steven “pudding”.

He was a weird one. He’d say stuff and then laugh this really forced laugh. Like “wow looks like you guys might need some more wet napkins... Hahahaha!” Of course as soon as he left we’d all mock the laugh and then start laughing ourselves.

Then there’s Shawn, doing his impression of Kevin James’ impression of a bear that’s been shot with a tranquilizer dart. Every time he did it it got funnier... Maybe because the more we ate the punchier and more tired we got.

Or Shawn’s bouncing up and down in his seat (those booth benches are bouncy) singing in falsetto “we are all on drugs” (Weezer song). Or Shawn bouncing his way out off the bench so he could go use the bathroom. Shawn, we will miss you while you’re out speaking Estonian.

The service really was mediocre. The waiter only redeemed himself by being so mockable. One time I asked for a refill. A good waiter would see who’s glasses were empty and just bring refills, or at least ask if we wanted them. Not this guy. I asked for a refill and it was plainly apparent that Shawn needed one too. He brought one refill and gave it to Shawn. GAH! Yeah they laughed at me when he left, hehe.

At one point near the end someone said “could we get refills?” to which he asked “two, three?” and we replied with “four” and he says “so four all around? Hahahaha.” and walks off, like it was some hilarious idea that everyone at the table needed/wanted a refill. Man, he was either really tired or just really weird. But hey, he was fun to mock and mess with.