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luciaphile's avatar

I'm married to this post: someone who is painfully, and in public socially-awkwardly, super-indecisive about small matters (time to leave! tends to be another one). The scenario of the waitress coming by and saying, are you ready to order? - he always answers in the affirmative though he's still studying the menu, so I order, then he looks up at her as if in appeal, if an unfamiliar place typically asks an irrelevant food question of her that amounts to asking what color she prefers; never goes with any forthcoming suggestion, anyway (this will also be true when he asks you which shirt to wear); "Yeah, I'm going to have, I think I'm going to get .... [long pause] ..."

This is a painful, triggering topic. I wish you had never brought it up.

That said, in any moral question in life, and in anything related practically or intellectually, to his field - my husband knows the answer, and is not gripped with doubt. It is marvelous to behold.

So, you live with la différence. Nobody can change, and nobody ever will.

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I agree that the freak out is weird, but my wife and I have pretty similar tastes so we usually get more joy out of splitting two meals than we would out of each sticking to our own dish. (Not always, though!)

I also couldn’t agree more about considering the context of what the restaurant is known for, and I am also often the person who steps up when ordering tapas or family-style

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