The kindness of strangers: my teenage son was on a date at a fancy restaurant when a fellow diner helped pay the bill
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The kindness of strangers: my teenage son was on a date at a fancy restaurant when a fellow diner helped pay the bill
"He loves electric bikes and at various times this has led to a broken arm, a broken hand, a broken leg, a wide variety of cuts and grazes, and terrifyingly close calls with much worse. It also led to him getting a job as a delivery rider for the local Domino's Pizza, which valued him for his speed (another broken wrist) and his ability to be cheerful in the face of unhinged customers."
"You have to do a lot of shifts at Domino's to save up enough money to take a girl to a fancy restaurant but this girl is worth it. She is smart and kind, with a smile as wide as the moon. They are at school together and the only time he has ever engaged me in conversation about a novel was when she was within earshot."
"The restaurant is dark, chic and expensive. The tables are small and the waiters, mostly Italian, make you feel that you are all, together, part of something special. I'm sure the two of them felt this, though they didn't dare order much. They shared some olives to start and one lasagne for main. They barely drank. But they talked and laughed, and had a lovely time."
Adolescence produced frequent injuries for the son, including multiple broken limbs and numerous cuts from riding electric bikes. He worked as a Domino's delivery rider, valued for speed and cheerfulness despite risky work and difficult customers. He endured insults from an angry customer after leaving a pizza on a doorstep. He courted a thoughtful schoolmate, saving money from many shifts to take her to a fancy restaurant. They dined modestly at Fratelli Paradiso, sharing olives and a lasagne while talking and laughing. When he went to pay, a waiter informed him that a woman at the next table had paid $100 of their bill.
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