Yesterday was the first anniversary for my husband and I. We both love Mexican food, so we went out to dinner at a Mexican place that we had both been to before and enjoyed. After we ordered our food, we were making conversation, and he brought up the fact that my birthday is coming up on Friday. He wanted to take me out to dinner, and had a few possible restaurant ideas. He mentioned an Asian fusion restaurant that sounded interesting, as we both also like Chinese & Japanese food. I looked it up on my phone, but the menu didn’t really appeal to me (a bit too heavy on sushi & seafood). I apologetically told my husband that I didn’t think I wanted to go there. He said it was fine, adding, “It’s your birthday, so I want to do something that you’ll enjoy.” We discussed a few other restaurant possibilities and then the food arrived.
After we ate, the server brought the bill. I asked if we could order dessert first (we had been looking forward to the fried ice cream). She smiled and said, “The dessert is already on the way.” In confusion, I looked at my husband and asked if he had ordered something, and he said no, just as confused as me. I told the server that we hadn’t ordered anything and she said, “It’s for your birthday. This is your birthday, right?” I said, “Uh, well it will be on Friday.” She said that was close enough.
I realized that she must have overheard my husband saying “It’s your birthday” and assumed this was a birthday celebration dinner. So, after confirming that we could have fried ice cream as the dessert, I decided to just go along with it and not add to the confusion. So the servers all came out with noisemakers, singing happy birthday, and bringing a bowl of fried ice cream with a candle on it. When we told my mother-in-law the story, she suggested that when we actually do go out for my birthday, we should loudly proclaim that it’s our anniversary and see what happens.
