I stole a plastic bread basket from an Olive Garden once. I stole it because my son was throwing up and I was worried he would barf on the car ride between the restaurant and my SIL's house, where we could get him set up for sickness. But I have the basket, and I feel guilty about it, and occasionally ponder what they would think if I walked into an Olive Garden around here and tried to return it. (He did not barf in the car!)

I stole a red ramekin of guacamole from an Applebee's once. I just put it in the take-home box; I don't know what came over me. It was the guac!

Timelies all!

Gary and I divided up writing the thank-you notes for our wedding gifts. We did do them in batches, fwiw.

Oh god, we took ages to write our thank-you notes for wedding gifts. Months, at least. I *think* we had them all done by the time our first anniversary rolled around, but I couldn't swear to it.

I avoid doing anything in life that would require me sending thank you notes.

How do you avoid letting nice people do nice things for you? Avoid nice people, or just hurt their feelings so they aren't nice to you?

I thank people individually when they do nice things for me. I just don't send tiny cards with handwritten notes because I am a terrible person.

Is there anything that requires thank you notes where a personal thanks wouldn't do? I mean, if you had the patience to thank each person face to face for their lovely ba? mitzvah/graduation/christening/wedding gift, would that count, or is etiquette firmly decided on cards?

(I love cards, I have many, and then I have blanks so I can insert photos or draw my own).

I am a terrible person.

All the words are spelled correctly, yet it fails to make sense.....

I am laughing at the buffista restaurant swiping confessional here. It helped temper my reaction, I'll tell you what.