My mom and I have frequent lunch dates. We've been doing that for about 15 years or so, give or take. Today, we chose Qdoba. As I paid for my meal, I handed the gentleman my 'frequent diner' card.
"And where is Robb today?"
Um. What? I looked at him blankly. I've never seen this man before; is he really asking about my husband?
"Robb. Your card is registered under his name. Where is he today? Working?" He had a teasing smile, like I was the lucky girl to have lunch out on my husband's dime.
Wow. Um... "Yes." Working on something, maybe. I'm not really sure what exactly he's doing right now.... Wow. But I just said, "Yes."
With a smile, he continued, "Well, he has accumulated 800 points on this card, probably thanks to you. So you'll probably be the one to enjoy the free meal in two more visits."
Yes. I probably will.
He handed me my meal and a cup for my beverage. I smiled gently. He had no idea.
My goodness. Sometimes there's just no way to prepare.
(This is why it takes my every ounce of courage to leave my home.)