More or less what happened earlier this evening.

Jul 16, 2009 00:34

After dinner, my friend Lil got really excited for chocolate and I was like,"Mang, I don't want no fuckin' chocolate!" but I went with her to the store anyway. I'm really glad I did because while she was picking out chocolate, I was picking out some random ass candy for her to buy me for dessert. I handed her what I wanted and then I pointed to something on the counter and said,"These sure look like eggs. Get me one of those, too." I thought they were toy eggs since they were in a basket with some Kleenex, but apparently they were real. I was slightly drunk, so I was just like, "Yeah, Lil. You know you want some fuckin' eggs," but Lil knowing better and being more or less sober asked the (really sketchy) dude at the counter,"Uhh...are these...eggs?"



Dude: Yes. They are hard-boiled eggs.
Lil: ...at the counter?
Dude: Yes.
Lil: ...is that the best idea, them being on the counter?
Me: Yeah, it's a real good idea. You can get an egg and then a pack of Kleenex to clean yourself up when you're done.



Then we left and didn't discuss it. In short: WAT. Who the hell sells eggs (cooked or not) at the check-out counter of a bodega? I mean,I know who does--that dude does--but it doesn't really make any sense to me. I guess you'd be standing around picking up gum and a pack of condoms and maybe you'll get kinda hungry? The store was near my job, so maybe I'll go back tomorrow and ask them how much they are. They can't be more than 25 cents.

things that make you go hmm, food

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