Ignatz Mouse
Banned
Many years ago, I went out with a girlfriend's family to celebrate her father's birthday. We went to a steakhouse in town that I really liked and was really excited to go because I thought I was getting a free steak.
They were very much a rare steak blood-in-the-potatoes family and it made me sick to my stomach, but I never said anything about it. Then we were all ordering at the steakhouse and I ordered my steak "medium-well." The sudden, visceral, reaction I received from the party of ten diners was so intense that the waitress excused herself and said she would come back in a few minutes.
The mother, a vile woman by every measure, said "if you're going to eat shoe leather, you can pay for it." The whole table agreed. My actual girlfriend said nothing, blissfully uninvolved in the whipping I was receiving. The father, who liked me but was definitely not my friend, said "we are at a NICE steakhouse that serves GOOD STEAKS and you're ruining yours."
For the entire dinner, people kept making fun of me. "How's your steak, Anthony? Is it good?" and the whole table would laugh. It was insane. I was a sideshow to these people.
When it came time to pay, there were two checks. One for everyone else's and one for mine.
I think steak is best medium rare or rare, but I never mock somebody for their tastes at the table, and this is outright horrible. The GF letting also this slide is a massive red flag.