Oh for the love of chocolate biscuits, shut it you dimwit!
Today at work, I was thrilled to have the following conversation:
Customer: Did I hear something on the news last night about bacteria and a recall here?
Me: *takes deep breath, prepares to recite corporate decreed answer* The recall only affected strawberries and only in Southern California, Southern Nevada and Arizona, so this store has not and is not in any danger. We were able to catch nearly all of the problem batches before they had even left the distribution facility, the affected stores have been disinfected, and there have been no reports of illnesses thus far.
Customer: Wait, Southern California? I thought you said this store wasn't affected!
Me: It wasn't.
Customer: But isn't this Southern California?
Me: Um... no. It's not. This is Central California, we get our ingredients from a totally different distribution center.
Customer: *growing increasingly confused* Well, what's considered Southern California?
Me: *boggling slightly* Uh... well... I'm not 100% positive, but generally Los Angeles or so and south.
Customer: *mutters annoyedly before stalking out* I will never understand this state and your weird geography!!
Yeah, apparently the top of the state being Northern, the middle of the state being Central, and the bottom of the state being Southern is weird geography. Whatever, dude.
Watching (well, kind of sort of watching) Oprah and Jesus Christ, David just walked out on stage and the /entire audience/ shrieked like a bunch of bobby soxers watching the Beatles on Ed Sullivan. This is all v. weird, considering I am lying under a gigantic poster with his face on it from La Boheme that is on the wall behind the sofa. Huh, they're singing "Somewhere". *goes to dig through La Scala website to see if that mp3 from when he did WSS is still up* Damn, apparently not. Ah well.
Seriously David, who cancels their Met debut for this crap? I don't get it.
I really keep planning on rambling at greater length about BSG and Torchwood, but it hasn't happened yet. Suffice to say that I am loving both like whoa lately.
Customer: Did I hear something on the news last night about bacteria and a recall here?
Me: *takes deep breath, prepares to recite corporate decreed answer* The recall only affected strawberries and only in Southern California, Southern Nevada and Arizona, so this store has not and is not in any danger. We were able to catch nearly all of the problem batches before they had even left the distribution facility, the affected stores have been disinfected, and there have been no reports of illnesses thus far.
Customer: Wait, Southern California? I thought you said this store wasn't affected!
Me: It wasn't.
Customer: But isn't this Southern California?
Me: Um... no. It's not. This is Central California, we get our ingredients from a totally different distribution center.
Customer: *growing increasingly confused* Well, what's considered Southern California?
Me: *boggling slightly* Uh... well... I'm not 100% positive, but generally Los Angeles or so and south.
Customer: *mutters annoyedly before stalking out* I will never understand this state and your weird geography!!
Yeah, apparently the top of the state being Northern, the middle of the state being Central, and the bottom of the state being Southern is weird geography. Whatever, dude.
Watching (well, kind of sort of watching) Oprah and Jesus Christ, David just walked out on stage and the /entire audience/ shrieked like a bunch of bobby soxers watching the Beatles on Ed Sullivan. This is all v. weird, considering I am lying under a gigantic poster with his face on it from La Boheme that is on the wall behind the sofa. Huh, they're singing "Somewhere". *goes to dig through La Scala website to see if that mp3 from when he did WSS is still up* Damn, apparently not. Ah well.
Seriously David, who cancels their Met debut for this crap? I don't get it.
I really keep planning on rambling at greater length about BSG and Torchwood, but it hasn't happened yet. Suffice to say that I am loving both like whoa lately.