Andrew and I were married on Easter Sunday, and we had an “afternoon tea” reception. Afterward, we and a few close family members went out to have dinner together at a nearby restaurant.

This particular restaurant had a table with water jugs, and somehow or other, we all ended up having water while we were getting ready to order (someone or other from our party brought water over to the table). This was a pretty upscale restaurant, and the glasses on the table were actually wine glasses, but none of us particularly cared, and we put water in them.

A waiter saw this and was apparently horrified by it. He came over and literally removed all the glasses of water and informed us that the WATER glasses were with the water jugs at the other table. Needless to say, we were all shocked and very, VERY amused by this.

It’s now a family joke that you can’t drink water from the wrong sort of glass…

Well, today Andrew went there for lunch with his co-workers for the Christmas celebration thingy that offices often have. I called him on his mobile phone while he was there, because I didn’t know it was an office lunch out day and he wasn’t at his desk (normally I just send him an IM). He told me where they were.

I said, “No one drank water out of a wine glass, did they?!” Thankfully, no one had. (And yes, he told them the story while they were there.)

So let that be a lesson to you. Or something.

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