I heart the Kid’s Menu

I’m currently sitting in Bravo’s. I was just refused a kids menu item because Im one year older than their “age limit”. Which  REALLY ticks me off. I’ve eaten off it a million times and never been refused. What’s wrong with me eating off of it? Nothing! I may be 13, but it shouldn’t stop me from getting what I want.

So this is exactly what our lard face of a waitress said, EXACTLY:

“Are you 12 or under?”

“Huh? No…”

“I’m sorry. We can’t make it for you. But you can get a half portion.”

“It’s fine.”

I was not happy. I want my REGULAR HUMAN portions! Eventually, it came out. Covered in some thick sauce, pesto and tomato sauce? Yech. Three.

I was about to not even order as it was. I wish I hadn’t. Our waitress obviously wanted that extra three bucks. She wanted some doritos! I only ate half of my half portion before I was full. So that’s a quarter?!

And let me tell you: I can eat when I want to. My friends and I sometimes make food bets at lunch. I always win. Once I crammed a huge piece of cornbread in my mouth and ate it. Let’s just say my friend lost.

Well, she didn’t get a tip on our forty dollar meal. Maybe she’ll think twice before saying I can’t order my favorite meal! When we left, the first thing she went for was the money on the table. Greedy pig. She can eat my leftovers.

I think she saw me writing on my iTouch when she filled up my tea. “Bravo’s Boo.”