I Am Real!
The family settled down for dinner at the restaurant. The waitress first took the order of the adults, then, turned to the seven year old.
“What will you have?” she asked. The boy looked around the table timidly and said, “I would like to have a hot dog.”
Before the waitress could write down the order the mother interrupted. “No hot dogs,” she said. “Get him a steak with mashed potatoes and carrots.”
The waitress ignored her, “Do you want ketchup or mustard on your hot dog?” she asked the boy. “Ketchup,” he said. “Coming up in a minute,” said the waitress as she started for the kitchen.
There was a stunned silence when she left. Finally the boy looked at everyone present and said, “Know what? She thinks I’m real!”