Table Manners

he wouldn’t let us leave
without paying,
for our meal

had to-go

then bantered with them
and, you ordered to make him take it back

the whole ordeal was a real headache,
I could feel tension in the temple,
and had to meditate, to
clear my head and relieve the stress

I wanted to post a pic of my meal,
but it was almost traumatic

Maybe, I’m just being over dramatic?

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