On being an idiot, eating dinner, and customer service

Right, even when he’s wrong on the Ai blog.

“I can check, it’s no problem, if you don’t want this I will see.”
“Okay,” I said, feeling extremely guilty. “Please let the chef know it’s my mistake and not yours. I’ll eat the lasagna if I have to, since I guess I ordered it.”
“Oh, you ordered it,” my wife said.