Lunch plans for two, but not for three

My daughter usually hangs out with me at work on Wednesdays and Thursdays after she gets out of class so that we can ride home together. Some days we will take our lunch and some days we don't. She mentioned to me on Wednesday that she wanted to do something different and to go to Panera Bread for lunch because she had never been. I told her that it may be a little pricey for her short budget but she said that she was good and wanted to go and so we drove over to Panera Bread and had a mother/daughter lunch. She was so fascinated by everything there and and as we sat and ate, one of the workers kept looking at us every now and then. She asked me if I knew this man and I said no but ever so often, he would find his way over to our table asking if we were ok and all that good stuff. Not a problem!

My daughter and I laughed while we ate and she was just looking around saying that she love the atmosphere of Panera Bread and would like to come again. I said ok. She asked if we could do it again tomorrow and I said yes. So on the next day, we decided to eat again at Panera. When we walked in, her face just lit up and I was happy that she was enjoying herself. Well just as we were getting into our lunch, the same worker from the day before came over to our table and said that he was glad that we came back again and hope that we enjoy our lunch. I tried not to pay him any mind because I am almost certain he saw this wedding ring on my finger. I looked over to my right and there sat two of my co-workers and so I waved at them, trying to ignore this man.

My daughter laughed and said, "Mom, you have a stalker." I laughed, too, on the outside but I was really beginning to wonder if this man was coming on to me. I noticed that he wasn't going to anyone else's table asking if they were ok, just our table. My daughter said that maybe he was just happy to see some black people such as ourselves. I kept telling her that wasn't it. He was just too happy when it was time for him to come on our side of the room to clean a few tables. Finally, he came out and said it....He said, "I just can't help myself. I have to tell you how beautiful you are and you are so gorgeous." Sure, I was flattered and I even said thank you....but then I was thinking, now you've said it, now go away.

Does he not see that I am trying to have lunch with my daughter so I can get back to work! He came back again and said that I didn't have to get up and that he would get my plate for me and wanted to know if he could get me anything else. I said no, and thanked him, but in my mind, I was thinking if he just left me alone, I would be so much better. I told my daughter that just as soon as he leaves and go towards the back, that we were gonna make a bee-line straight to the door and that is just what we did. As soon as this guy turned his back to go and empty his tray or something, we were out of there. I couldn't even find my keys at first but I said that I could try and find them once we were out of the door. I was praying hard in my head that my keys were not left on the table because I could not go back in there.

Once we were outside, my daughter and I paused for a deep breath because we were walking so fast to get out of there. She laughed so hard and we had to stand up against a wall just so I can find my keys that had fallen down to the bottom of my purse. I told her that I probably won't be going back there no time soon. She agreed but still couldn't stop laughing.
~QUEENBEE~