That's Mr. Seneca Jones to you!!!

Ranting...

Okay, I have been insulted for the very last time.


Scenario: Mrs. Jones and I go out to eat to any of our wonderful eatery establishments where we are required to sit down and dine. After we're done, the waiter brings us the check. When it's my turn to pay, I politely remove my debit card from my wallet and place it in what I call the waiters oversized wallet. More often than not, the waiter or waitress returns to place their oversized wallet back on our table and says,

"Thank You Mrs. Jones! You guys have a nice day."

To everyone in the world. "She" is Mrs. Jones. I, sir or madam, am Mr. Jones. If you aren't sure, just ask. Politely or even awkwardly if you have to , place the wallet in the middle of the table, say thank you to the both of us and be on your way.

Resolution:

Next week, I plan on ending this issue by requesting a new debit card from my bank with Mr. Seneca Jones printed on it.