A little prediction written for the cute blond girl celebrating her 23rd birthday with a gaggle of girlfriends in the Red Robin restaurant (not the bar, but the restaurant):
In the next couple of years, you are going to marry that cute football player boyfriend you've been dating. And then you will have two to three little babies. Eventually you'll go back to work. One week, you're going to have a veeery long week. You're going to feel very tired. I predict that you aren't going to have the energy to even think about cooking dinner or washing the dishes on that Friday night. You will pack up your two or three children and go to Red Robin - because it is a family restaurant. But look! Your baby starts to cry halfway through your salad! Oh no! Your six year old, she is crawling beneath the table? What is that? There is a whole table of cute and young 23-year-old girls sitting next to you. And my dear, they are GLARING at you. Because I guess you're disturbing their dinner.
Well, I guess what goes around comes around. I hope you had a super duper Happy Birthday, though!