When The Check Comes...
My least favorite moment on earth--even worse than getting the results of a colonoscopy--is when the check comes.
My heart inevitably races, my head pounds, my palms sweat, and suddenly I hear loud music right out of a Hitchcock film.
Will I have to pay?
Even worse, will I have to pay for more than what I ordered?
And worst of all, will I have to pay for the whole table?
Publicist to the stars Susan Blond has all the answers.
Enjoy--then feel free to take me to lunch and discuss further.