Sunday, March 27, 2005

wierd things i have eaten/drank...

1.a bottle of peppermint snapps that had been left under my car seat for a year
2.half an order of popcorn chicken left in my backpack for 3 days
3.gummie bears out of a pencil holder
4.bottle of day old beer left at a resteruant that was a gift
5.month-already-expired bacon
6.soy bean burger from mcdonalds in japan
7.curry pizza from thailand
8.(at quite a bit but spit out and stopped eating because i didn't know until i read the label) year-already-expired "pasta anytime, by kraft" out of my dad's fridge
9. worm egg that was in an old bowl of rice in thailand, i got to the bowl too soon and my cousin who was gonna warn me got to the bowl too late
10. countless gallons of spit from the fast food industry

i tried to put this list together as a means to find out why its so hard to get me to throw up.

wanted to shoot myself today when i had a perfect setup to ask the number of one of the yardhouse hostesses, but didn't

when i went to pick up my present that indy gave me, "seinfeld dvd" (awesome, my favorite modern tv show), the girl named stephanie asked if i was the one who had the birthday the other day. i said yeah, i had to hurry and get the present i left in my drunken state and get to work today.

she asked me where i worked, then i flashed her a johnny bravo smile and said, "that's classifed", then flashed my geek squad badge. she was like, "Wow, thats so cool!". by the non-sarcastic tone, i could tell she didn't read what was on the badge, and i couldn't help but laugh to myself. maybe she thought i was an actual crime agent of some kind.

she asked what my favorite beer was, (MGD) and said thats her favorite too.

then like a moron i walk out of there still laughing to myself with a smug smile on my face. thinking, jeez i really gotta get to work or i'll get fired. there was el pollo loco stain on my shirt, a vans box under my arm, and there wasn't even a look back to her.