Category: Weekends
Published: 2008-10-03 11:06
This week I had a date! Oh yes. I was really looking forward to. A good friend of mine has finished her evening studies in economics and it was time to party!! We planned to have dinner together in a cute little restaurant called Chez Pierre. I love to eat there. Fresh Seafood, salads, pasta, whatever you like. Afterwards we wanted to go to a bar or dancing, whatever should be in our mind.
The date was clear: Thursday
The time was clear: 8 pm
The place was clear: Chez Pierre
Looking forward to a nice evening, I took my present, jumped into my car and drove to Cannes where my friend lives. I entered the restaurant, found a nice table, ordered water and waited. I was a bit early and my friend tends to be late, so when she didn`t arrive after 30 minutes I didn`t worry and ordered more water and bread. Unfortunately my cellphone connection in this restaurant didn`t work, so I kept plying minigolf with the phone instead of worrying.
15 minutes later, water and bread empty I really started to worry. What was wrong? I left the restaurant and as soon as I stood on the street, the phone rang. It was my friend: "Where are you? I`ve been waiting for nearly an hour now!" I checked the restaurant through the windows, but couldn`t find her. She described her table and even her waitor to me and suddenly all became clear.
She was sitting at Chez Pierre in Nice while I had been waiting in Cannes!

No kidding.
As she had brought her toothbrush with her, we decided that I would go back to Nice, meet her in the restaurant and she would spend the night with me. It was a late dinner. Very late, but the Chef, hearing about the "blonde situation" laughed so much, that we got all drinks for free and even a wondeful desert.