The Soup
I was sitting in a restaurant in the Detroit airport, and the woman across from me ordered soup.
The waiter brought the soup, and the woman tried a spoonful.
What ensued was the greatest sour face I have ever seen. If her face had been a film, it would have been a ninety-minute epic of disappointment.
I burst out laughing, and when she looked at me, I said, "I guess I'm not having the soup," and then she burst out laughing, and it was a nice moment.
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