It’s just like running a restaurant

I took the family out for breakfast this morning and the place was unusually packed.  At the end of our meal I took the kids out to the car and my wife settled up the bill.  At the cash register the manager was apologizing to a woman for the slow service this morning.  He explained that they were much busier than usual which had the entire staff running around.  The woman accepted his apology, explaining with pride:

I understand, it’s just like being a single mother!

My wife chimed in helpfully with a big smile, matching nonsense for nonsense with:  Or an old blind woman! The heroic unwed mother clearly wasn’t pleased but didn’t know what to say.  Somehow failing to provide her 5 year old daughter with a father had suddenly gone from something to speak proudly of to something else entirely.