I hate that sort of guest that visits you meal time, but instead of having the meal with you they want to do something else. It’s so… socially awkward, you know?

This happened to me twice this week. In both cases the same guest, visiting my mum, so they could crochet together. The first time I had placed piping hot food on the table, and then as the guest left my mum was complaining the food was cold. *sigh*