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Deb's birthday dinner is booked at a seafood restaurant, but she is planning to eat bread. Saying anywhere was fine seemed easier than asking for the Italian place she actually wanted. Rosie remembers Deb's birthday and chocolate-cake wish. A thank-you and an honest request lead to a different booking, a separate coffee with the person who cannot make Saturday, and the noisy family dinner Deb hoped for.
Rosie does not promise that everyone will be available or that the booking can change. She helps Deb distinguish expressing a preference from being difficult. The ending leaves room for an ordinary compromise, while keeping Deb's choice part of her own birthday.
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Deb: It's my birthday dinner. I don't like anything on the menu.
Rosie: Did you choose the restaurant?
Deb: My sister asked. I said, 'Anywhere's fine.' Everyone loves seafood, so that's what they've booked. I've located the bread.
Rosie: A whole birthday dinner of bread?
Deb: There are olives. I could have a supporting cast.
Rosie: Where would you have picked?
Deb: The little Italian place. Lasagne. Something chocolate. Sitting with people without wondering what the tentacles are doing.
Rosie: Chocolate cake was on your birthday list. November fourteenth. You asked me to remember.
Deb: I did. Apparently I've told you what I like more clearly than I've told the people booking my dinner.
Rosie: What made you say anywhere?
Deb: I didn't want to be difficult. My sister's organised everyone. They're busy. I don't want them wishing they'd just sent a card.
Rosie: She asked where you'd like to go.
Deb: Yes. An unusually clear clue. I responded with absolutely no useful information.
Rosie: Could you give her some now?
Deb: What if changing it annoys everyone?
Rosie: You can ask what's still possible. They can tell you.
Deb: Right. Thanks for arranging it. I said anywhere, but I'd actually love the Italian place. Could we see if we can change the booking?
Rosie: A preference. And a thank-you.
Deb: Message sent. I've put the seafood menu down. I'm not negotiating with a prawn any longer.
Deb: She thought I loved that place. Because every time she'd suggested it, I'd said, 'Lovely.'
Rosie: That would explain it.
Deb: Turns out she's not psychic. Disappointing after all these years as my sister.
Rosie: Could you change the booking?
Deb: Friday was full. We've found Saturday. One person can't come, so we've planned a coffee another day. Nobody needed a dramatic speech.
Rosie: And your birthday dinner?
Deb: Lasagne. Chocolate cake. My sister singing far too loudly. Exactly the sort of embarrassing evening I wanted.
Rosie: How was it having a say?
Deb: Lovely. And this time I meant it. I chose my birthday dinner. Everyone survived.
Rosie: Want to talk something through? Try a free chat with me at Lonely No dot com.