Last time I was in the US, I was just outside Kansas City to meet with a group of internet friends.
Honestly we had such a laugh I was hurting most of the time.
The last night we went to a restaurant to eat, think it was one of the 'Outback' chain but not sure. Tables had been booked as there were about 26 of us. They must have moved things around because we were all together and in an extra large booth.
We were enjoying each others company and I was asked to tell the tale of one of my adventures whilst lambing as several had not read it when I originally posted it.
I was seated roughly in the middle (of one side) of the table and telling the story. About halfway through I heard the silence of the other diners. There was no buzz of conversation, very little chinking of cutlery and as I looked across - could see some of the waiting staff hanging towards our group, listening.
I stopped speaking, not sure whether to continue or not, when a man with a very southern drawl called out, "Please ma'am, I want to hear the ending!"
I admit that I have a good carrying voice, learned from teaching riding in an outdoor arena with nothing between me and the continent but a wire fence, but I never realised it carried that well!
Oh, I did finish the tale even though it was against me.