My Greedy Father-In-Law Put A Hair In His Dish To Get It For Free. He Wasn't Ready For What The Waiter Did Next

Dinner with my father-in-law was always a spectacle, but tonight was a new low. I watched as he slyly pulled a hair from his pocket, slipping it into his dish, a smug grin on his face as he called the waiter over to complain. He loudly demanded a free meal, waving the "contaminated" plate around for everyone to see.

The waiter calmly listened, but I could tell something was about to happen...

The dinner had started well, with everyone in high spirits, but I couldn't shake the dread of what my father-in-law might do next. The atmosphere felt light, yet my gaze often drifted to him, wary of another embarrassing outburst. The laughter around the table seemed out of place with my anxious thoughts. I hoped for a peaceful evening, yet deep down, I knew something was bound to happen as the waiter approached.