In which I am speshul...
Today at work, I managed to make a complete moron of myself in front of a customer. Two customers, actually. Best thing ever, let me tell ya...
[The scene: a man and a woman are ordering. He orders a two-entree meal.]
He-Customer: *points to two types of chicken* General, sesame.
Me: *not bothering to think before I speak* General Sesame...any relation to Sgt. Pepper?
*collective dotdotdot*
Me: *palm meets forehead* That was awful.
It's official--on occasion, I really do redefine what it means to be an idiot. Oh well. They did laugh, though, so I guess it was okay. That's what I get for listening to Beatles' music before I go to work ^^;;
But I must ask...what if we all really do live in a yellow submarine? It must be so crowded!
Oh oh oh--hey, msbbt? What're you doing tomorrow? Like, in case I decided to randomly kidnap you for random naughtiness lunch? *halos and sparkles with innocence*
[The scene: a man and a woman are ordering. He orders a two-entree meal.]
He-Customer: *points to two types of chicken* General, sesame.
Me: *not bothering to think before I speak* General Sesame...any relation to Sgt. Pepper?
*collective dotdotdot*
Me: *palm meets forehead* That was awful.
It's official--on occasion, I really do redefine what it means to be an idiot. Oh well. They did laugh, though, so I guess it was okay. That's what I get for listening to Beatles' music before I go to work ^^;;
But I must ask...what if we all really do live in a yellow submarine? It must be so crowded!
Oh oh oh--hey, msbbt? What're you doing tomorrow? Like, in case I decided to randomly kidnap you for random naughtiness lunch? *halos and sparkles with innocence*