Girls’ night
I’ll never forget…the long dinner table was ALREADY PACKED when our final guest walked into the restaurant.
A few of us barked out orders to the other end. “Scootch 3 seats aside! Move the table forward!”
Ugh: confusion, stalling, scrambling. Did they even hear us? I mean, obviously they did, buuuut.
Suddenly another friend chimed in, “Make room for Katie at the table!”
Incredible. The other end immediately and instinctively reorganized the table and chairs to accommodate her. They understood the mission, loud and clear.