The other day, I ordered a large ice tea with lemon. I was brought a large lemonade instead. When informed of the mistake, the young lady who served me became a little defensive—insisting that I had indeed ordered lemonade. I blurted, "There's no way I would have ordered lemonade! Do you know how much sugar is in that?" She looked at me as if I were crazy. And then, I'm embarrassed to admit, I fibbed. I said that I was diabetic (I'm not; I'm hypoinsulemic)...but it had the desired effect. It gave this particular server something to think about...

-G.