I'm Helen Hunt
This morning before we left California, I introduced Tony to the wonder that is Mrs. Knott's Chicken Dinner Restaurant.
Hostess: I'll seat you in the Garden Room. It's nice, it has a fountain.
Us: Cool, thanks.
Hostess, to Tony: Is this your girlfriend? She's pretty.
Tony: Uh..yeah, she is.
Hostess: I mean, I think all women are beautiful, but, for example, who do you think is prettier? Pamela Anderson, or Helen Hunt? Do you know who Helen Hunt is?
Tony: Yeah..I'd say Helen Hunt
Hostess: Exactly. And she's Helen Hunt.
Tony: Awkward laugh, yeah.
Breakfast ensues. Delicious.
As we leave the restaurant...
Hostess: Bye cute couple! Bye Helen!
Hahahahaha.
Hostess: I'll seat you in the Garden Room. It's nice, it has a fountain.
Us: Cool, thanks.
Hostess, to Tony: Is this your girlfriend? She's pretty.
Tony: Uh..yeah, she is.
Hostess: I mean, I think all women are beautiful, but, for example, who do you think is prettier? Pamela Anderson, or Helen Hunt? Do you know who Helen Hunt is?
Tony: Yeah..I'd say Helen Hunt
Hostess: Exactly. And she's Helen Hunt.
Tony: Awkward laugh, yeah.
Breakfast ensues. Delicious.
As we leave the restaurant...
Hostess: Bye cute couple! Bye Helen!
Hahahahaha.
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