my father, the consultant

Friday night M and I went to O'Charley's for dinner 1) because they have sweet tea and 2)because they have these amazing rolls. M usually gets the Pecan Crusted Chicken Salad (I don't know why I felt the need to all cap that.) because she tried it once when my Dad ordered it and loves all the fruit and bleu cheese crumbles. My father is a salad connoisseur. He loves unusual salads. He also likes to order things no longer on the menu.

Anyway, M orders the salad and really, really likes it. She likes it so much she says, "Your dad would love this salad."
Me: "You should tell him about it."
M: "Give me the phone."
I dial the number and hear her say the following: "Mr. ______? This is Michelle. I was wondering if you'd tried O'Charley's California Chicken Salad? Well I think you should. I'm eating dinner with Dev and I ordered one and thought you might like it. I'll let you talk to her."
I talk to Dad briefly about things and then hang up.

This morning Mom calls to talk about my brother's graduation. I ask if she and dad tried the salad yet. She says, Mom:"No, but your father thought M was from O'Charley's Coporate Office."
Me:"What?!?"
Mom:"Yeah, he thought someone from O'Charley's Corporate was calling him to see if he'd eaten the salad and what he thought of it."
Me: "Uh huh."
Mom: "I asked him why he thought they'd call him and he said 'Well I enjoy salad.'"
Me:"How would they've gotten his number?"
Mom:"I asked the same thing and he said, 'I filled out comment cards.'