Last time we were in Dallas in July, we went out to eat with Grandpa and Gramma Ninny to their favorite Mexican restaurant. They go there every Friday night and know everyone who works there. However, Max was not a fan of our server for some reason. Every time he came to our table Max would start to panic. Since then, Max has gotten better with waiters, but if we have a male server, Max gets worried. Not sure what it is, but it is pretty funny. Poor Max is scared and we're all laughing at him!
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