Genghis Grill

I was at Ganghis Grill the other night with my family. Amazing food. Yet one small thing caught my attention and I was drawn to the situation until it was fixed.

So, this group of people came in and sat at the table/booth area next to us. When they got up to get their food, one of them tossed his jacket on the seat before walking off. I saw it out of the corner of my eye. The jacket was hanging off the seat. Like so:

..and I'm not sure why it bugged me so much, but it did. I had to refrain from scooting over and putting his jacket on the seat. I wanted to, very much so. Yet my mother said not to, because that he might think I was checking the pockets for money and attempting to rob him.

..so I just left it there. ha ha

He soon came back and picked it up off the floor. And I was slightly satisfied.

Marissa ate the dessert that we were suppose to be sharing in under 2 minutes flat.

Then she got a splinter in her finger from the chopsticks and I almost had to take her down like a dog in the street in the restaurant to get it out of her finger.

She refused my help.

..yet no worries. The splinter came out. She didn't like it, but it came out.

Children are fun. Thuper dooper fun.

not.