Oct 26, 2006 13:41
After procrastinating getting lunch as long as I could bear, I ventured out into the wild, with the singularly unoriginal destination that is the Default Office Cafe (wow, that would be a great business name... ). Upon arrival, I discovered that it was packed full of followers of Oracle, who were conventioning nearby. Thus thwarted, I made my way into the bowels of the Westfield Mall, searching for something fast and easy to eat. In the giant upscale (sadly non-union) mega-mart Bristol Farms. I spotted a pre-made sandwich, found the drink, paid, and headed back.
As I was walking back, I was reviewing my accomplishment - I'd found a convenient baquette sandwich (Jambon de Paris). Since the style and meat were French, I said 'why not?' and grabbed a Perrier instead of San Pelligrino. I almost stopped in my tracks as I had that moment of great Dorkitude Awareness - I'm carrying a baguette sandwich and a Perrier, wearing my low-rise flare-leg faded jeans.... and a souvenier t-shirt with a giant "Paris" (ville lumiere) logo on it.
I think the only thing that saved me from a beating was that I wasn't singing 'La Marseillaise'.