Perfect Timing

On vacation in Hawaii, my step- mom, Sandy, called a café to make reservations for 7 p.m. Checking her book, the cheery young hostess said, “I’m sorry, all we have is 6:45. Would you like that?”

“That’s fine,” Sandy said.

“Okay,” the woman confirmed. Then she added, “Just be advised you may have to wait 15 minutes for your table.”