Mrs Chimpout follows rule one religiously now. She is still very much everyone is nice and be kind to everyone except niggers she hates them but has to show tolerance.
For valentines day I said to her I'll take her to any restaurant she wants. Let me know the name and I'll get us a table. (In my game you get to know a lot of people and its a very much you get me a table and make Mrs CO happy and I'll swap your standard ticket for a first class one). She's quite the foodie even though she is a celiac, we do try some pretty amazing places. Generally all nigger free.
Now Mrs CO has a fear, It only come about when she was diagnosed as a celiac, she is scared one day she won't wake up from a bad attack, or she'll choke on her own vomit. I promised her from then on if she ever had a bad attack I'd stay up all night and made sure she didn't choke or anything.
So she tells me the name of this restaurant and we agree that'll we'll have a week off after together because she's been busy with work and we get "unlimited" holidays so decided to spend some time together. I speak to one of the maitre d's of the restaurant, get a reservation. I decide to check the place out make sure there is no niggers. I do and it appears clean.
We turn up. get seated. Mrs CO stress it needs to be gluten free and suitable for a celiac. The human waitress confirms its ok. One of the choices Mrs CO picked contained mustard and the human waitress said to her it does. You know what fantastic service. She picked this dish. We talk, we get our starters. Perfect.
The main course comes and we start eating. Mrs CO says she isn't feeling well. I wait and I get a text off her telling me something was in the food and she is having an attack. I grab someone to say "hey whats going on, its got gluten in it". The maitre d apologises and says she'll go chat with the kitchen. Thats when this big ugly buck that is a "chef" comes out and says
"Gluten free is a fad, gluten neva hurt no one, I put flour in dis what yo problem"
The maitre d looked shocked apologised and said there was nothing to pay. I get Mrs CO home and fired off a complaint to the restaurant, obviously they are defending Toby saying it might not have known about the allergy. When I fired one back saying it did. They've replied saying that the chef might not have known what a gluten intolerance was. Urm what the actual fuck.
Sorry if this doesn't make sense. I've been up all night Mrs CO is still fairly bad. I think I'll go legal and show them what happens when you hire a pet.