Don't Question the Price of Lobster, It's Rude

I don't think that I am a rude person. In fact, it hard to think of the rudest thing that I have ever done. This is probably due to the fact that I want to forget about being rude to others. However, I must confess that I have been rude to other from time to time. Therefore, if I must tell about the rudest thing that I have ever done, I will say that it involved food and my family. More specifically, it involved lobster and my uncle Lewis. I picked the lobster story because I learned a valuable lesson that has always stuck with me.

I was 17 at the time of the lobster incident. I was visiting my aunt Babara and cousin Sharon in Michigan over the summer. I was having fun with both of them. We had already gone shopping and to the movies during my visit. We also had gone to a clambake. In addition, Sharon and I had gone to visit my brother in Canada. Therefore, I thought my summer vacation was going to be smooth sailing; I was wrong.

Uncle Lewis came by on a Saturday night to take Sharon and I out to dinner. We decided to go to Red Lobster because I hadn't been there before. Aunt Barbara had warned me to be careful when ordering at Red Lobster because I had never eaten lobster before. She was concerned that I would have stomach problems after eating the lobster. I had no problem with eating lobster; in fact, it tasted good. However, I wish she would have told me to keep quiet about the price of lobster.

We get to Red Lobster and we are given menus. I had never eaten lobster before; therefore, I had no idea the cost of lobster. Uncle Lewis was paying for dinner; so I shouldn't have worried about the cost. However, when I open the menu, I discovered that lobster cost about $18. I was stunned and say as much to Uncle Lewis. He explained to me that we were all eating lobster. He also told me that if I wasn't paying for dinner then, I should make any fuss over the price. But, if I had any issue with the price of lobster then, I could pay for my dinner. Needless to say, I stopped talking and enjoyed my lobster. I also eating dinner with my relatives.

I was rude and I admit it. The moral of the story is that I learned a valuable lesson. The lesson is to appreciate gifts that i am given. In addition, I learned not to question the price of lobster because it is rude. Source: none