Don’t be annoyed that your friend chose the restaurant
Even though the food arrived an hour late,
By which time you had spaghetti nerves
spilling onto the table,
next to the evidence of a previous misunderstanding
beer creeping into the fibers and making a new home there,
And no matter how uncomfortable you were
with an allergy to shellfish
seated next to a lobster tank,
It’s fair to say
that wasn’t what annoyed you.
It wasn’t the restaurant.