It should have been an easy afternoon ... no stress ... sisters, brothers, spouses, kids all were happily sharing tales ... Joanne (Deb's mom) was having a ball.
Then the check came.
Now, ordinarily, paying the check is not a traumatic event. If a bunch of couples are eating together and the check is dropped off, typically one of the guys says ... "Okay ... let's see ... it's $200 and there are 20 of us ... that's $10 apiece plus a $2 tip ... so depending on how many in your party, multiply by $12 and we're there."
Not so easy when the sisters do it:
Lee: "I put Mom on my check, so everyone owes me something."
Dennie: "No, I put Mom AND Dad on my check ... so we need to figure this out."
Debbie: "Here's my card."
Keli: "I'm lost."
Lee: "I just don't want anyone to think that I'm not paying my part."
Debbie: "Lee, just leave what you think is fair."
Lee: "Oh no ... I am not leaving without paying my share."
Keli: "What are we doing?"
Dennie: "Don't worry ... I have it all figured out."
Lee: "But I had Mom on mine."
Debbie: "Then just pay for Mom and we will make up the rest."
Dennie: "I have the exact amount Debbie. Don't confuse the process."
Editor's note: In fairness to the sisters ... I took a few liberties with the facts of this story. I actually think Keli was lost only twice in the conversation.