While ordering basic drinks with my mother-in-law at a bar, we got things thrown at us, and I went berserk.

My mother-in-law, Eleanor, said she wanted to experience what young people do, so I took her to a bar to grab a drink.

I never expected that as soon as I ordered a drink for Eleanor, a flirtatious woman came over with a glass in her hand.

Her eyes scanned the bill on our table, and she snickered dismissively.

"Only spending a few bucks? Just brought the old lady here to leech off the free AC, huh?"

"Poor people should stay in their gutters! Do you really think you belong in a high-class place like this?"