Im in Toby Carvery (yes I know, that is truly U).
Lady on next table leant over to offer her child a paper napkin and dunked a boob straight into her gravy filled Yorkshire pudding. Boob now covered in gravy, lady trying wipe it off while looking daggers at her H who is smirking.
No risk of burns from the gravy as all the food here is pretty tepid, but much embarrassment for the poor lady.
AIBU to have an initial reaction of "thank Gord that wasn't me" rather than "oh no, the poor soul" ? I might have had a little silent chuckle too 