I always wanted to be a Jetson, even if Mr. Jetson, would on occasion, act like a misogynist pig. That cute, colorful precursor to Star Wars gave us a peak into the future -microwave oven and all! Mrs. Jeston, my alter ego, never broke a sweat when it came to dinnertime. Once the arduous task…
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Airline Overbooking
Say I invited you for dinner and upon arrival informed you, you didn’t have a seat. Imagine if you paid for that seat in advance, and I had lead you to believe, by official email with confirmation number and everything, that I would be delighted to see you at exactly 9:50 am. And yet when…