Scene: Work. Everyone happens to be near the cash.
Husband of owner, let’s call him Pete, has been spending the day with a supplier and they’re about to go out to lunch.
Pete, to wife “Erin”: we’re going for lunch, do you want anything?
Erin: no I have to run an errand and stop at home, I’ll just grab a slice of pizza from the fridge.
Pete, to co-worker “Karen”: Karen? Want me to pick you up anything?
Erin: Mia (“me”) will have chicken noodle soup *hahaha* because she’s sick!
I force a smile/laugh at her.
Pete leaves with the supplier, Karen looks up the restaurants menu online.
Karen, to me: do you want to split this? It looks enormous [from the description]”
I look at the item: “no thanks I don’t want to split a bacon wrapped bbq sauce basted meatloaf with you.”
We make light of this because she forgot I don’t like pork (yes including bacon).. or bbq sauce actually.
Me: “if you get Mac and Cheese as the side I’ll eat that.. or you could get the whole thing and just eat half and save the other half for dinner...”
Karen: “oh yeah, that’s true.”
Karen texts Pete what she wants, and takes a picture of the computer screen too for some reason..
I finish what I was doing (work related) and sit at the computer to look at the menu myself, not sure who to tell what I want though as Pete had never actually directed the offer at me, and find that Karen has completely closed the window the menu was in, and exited the tab the restaurant website was open in.
Needless to say I felt rather excluded and didn’t bother to try and order anything.
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