*Damn greasy deli food that tastes good but isn't good and my stomach wishes for once my tastebuds would listen to it.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
The other day at the office a woman and I got on to the elevator at the same time. I noticed that she was carrying a take out box from the deli on the first floor. I knew that it was Mexican day at the deli and her food smelled good, so inquired as to what she had in her box stating "What do you have there? It smells so good!" Her reply?
"You can't smell my food."
Um, wait. What? Yes, I CAN smell your food. I DID smell your food. Now I am asking you about your food. So I reply:
"So, what do you have THERE?"
She says "Taco salad."
"Yeah, I CAN SMELL IT."
She says "Really?"
Um, what? Why is she finding it so hard to believe I can smell her food? Does taco meat not smell? Does she not want to tell me what she has? Is it a secret? Is she scared I am going to copy her and go get the same thing like I do to B so now he makes me order first? Did she think I was trying to pick her up with my sexy what-kind-of-food-you-got-there pick up line?
I was so perturbed I decided not to tell her that her food probably isn't going to smell so good coming out.*