Ohhhh but then come the thoughts…

Damn, this definitely isn’t what I ordered and I don’t want to eat it but I just panicked… what do I do? It’s too late now.

Wait, didn’t that nearby table order around the same time as me? What if this is one of their dishes and they’re about to get one of mine? They can see what I’m eating, they’re going to know I’m eating one of their dishes and ask why I didn’t tell her.

Oh god it’s their meal coming out now, it looks like the thing I ordered. Maybe if I just leave now they won’t have time to realise I’m eating their dish. But then I’ll draw attention to myself and make it more likely they’ll notice… oh no… they’re giving their dish a strange look and calling back the waitress… it’s all over.

I guess it’s not too bad really. I’ve been thinking of moving towns for a while, starting over. Maybe this is just the final push.

Oh…they were just asking about when the drinks they ordered are coming. Ok, I guess I’ll just…try to calm down and finish my meal