Sunday, November 17, 2013
The night I got shushed in Seville
We then sweated our way through the neighborhood to grab dinner, which was a nice restaurant serving tapas. Oh, here comes the IT crowd video again, necessary for explaining how that word sounds when I say it in my head.
It appears Barack Obama was also the best known bull-fighter in Seville in a past life.
At the end of our meal, Adrienne went to bring the bill to the waiter. However, he turned around just as she was picking it up, but it looked like she was rudely waving it at him. Unfortunately, that was not the most embarrassing thing to happen to someone that evening.
During the break (when no one was singing or dancing) we were chatting with the girls from Texas sitting next to us, who were quite nice. I was telling a quick story and did not notice the music had started and people were quieting down.
My voice carries.
The man started singing and I got shushed by the ENTIRE bar. It was mortifying.
I blame everyone I was speaking to for not warning me that everything was going quiet.
Obviously Adrienne, Allison and Anna never let me live that one down. For weeks all I heard was, "Hey, remember when an entire bar shushed Lauren."
I can't help it if I am a story teller and enjoy it.
To be continued