Probation for everybody

My boyfriend and I head out for my birthday dinner. I glance over at a table a few feet away from us. The older couple really looks a lot like some regulars from my bar. I stare. No. They ARE the regulars from my bar. They catch my stare and exclaim,

"Jess! What are you doing here?"

"It's my birthday! What are you doing here?"

Seeing your bartender free in the wild is kinda like running into your kindergarten teacher at the grocery store. The world feels upside down and inside out.

I introduce my boyfriend. My regular asks me,

"Is he good enough for you?" She turns to him, "You're on probation."

Back home I recount the story to my mom. She swells up,

"No! That lady is on probation."

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