The most adult 11-year-old ever
I greet a family of four, a mother with her two daughters and one son. I say my greeting, explain PF Chang’s to them, and ask what they’d like to drink while the peruse the menu. Water for the mother and son, sweet tea for the eldest daughter.
I get to the little girl. She looks so sweet and innocent. Still, I never put on the “I’m-older-than-you-and-I’m-gonna-talk-down-to-you” voice for the kids. Hell, I never liked it when I was young. So I ask her what she’d like.
“A Sprite, please. And don’t put it in a child’s cup,” she says very jaded, but respectful.
I was taken aback. This baby-faced, blond girl whom speaks most elequintely and direct, made me stutter and stumble in my own words. She’s going to be a heart-breaker; a man-killer in 7 years.
So, what did I do?
Prepare two glasses of Sprite, one in a glass and one in a child’s cup, naturally. I return to the table, and slide the kids cup to her.
The 8 emotions that swept over her face started with shock and ended with anger. I’m sure she wanted to jump over the table and smash the plastic cup into my face. Her family found it much more humorous when they realized the joke and I handed her the real glass.
I think she appreciated the whole situation more when I brought her a mini chocolate cake that I bought for her.
