The Scene: A crowded salad bar downtown on a wet Thursday lunch hour
The Perp: A stodgy "person" of indeterminate sex
The Crime: Holding up the whole goddam line by inspecting each spinach leaf, every individual pea, every solitary carrot slice before making a choice. Forcing a respectable middle aged civil servant to refrain from screaming "It's a piece of broccoli, not a religious conviction. Move it." Aggravated aggravation.
The Verdict: Justifiable homicide.
um, people arent supposed to eat from those salad bars...ewwhhhh
ReplyDeleteThey make you puffy, THEY DO, THEY DO I TELL YOU, THEY DO.
ReplyDeleteThat was acting, thank you.
"It's a piece of broccoli, not a religious conviction."
ReplyDeleteoh, that killed me, mrpeenee!
i think you should be charged with disturbing the peace by causing a riot.
I, personally, would have paid $$$ to see you NOT refrain. Salad Bar Smack down!!!
ReplyDeleteOh snap, I think you and I are officially having our periods on the same day now.
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ReplyDeleteOnly if you were there to get my back in case the smack down went wrong.
toa-
it was inevitable.
YES! BRENDA! I love you a little more for quoting that. She had a christmas party recently- you must see the video.
ReplyDelete"I'm a saucy boozehound. Yes, my ladyhamper is dirty!"
darling, I might have known you would recognize the Dickson. And my favorite line in the whole Christmas spectacular is "My lady hamper..." I mutter it under my breath in dull meetings from time to time.
ReplyDeleteIs that his/her/its remains there in the center?
ReplyDeleteI do hope so.
The does sort of look like him/her/it. How very perceptive of you.
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