doggiebag
tonight, after dancing, i went for some food with a friend. we ate in this chinese restaurant with no heat. there were people sitting at the tables in their coats watching the tv hanging in the corner of the room. we had gotten soup, some fried rice, a veggie dish, and a tofu dish that ended up having seafood in it. anyway, we got the leftovers packed up. she put the veggies in one styrofoam container. the tofu stuff in another. then, my friend asked if she could pack up the soup. she said she didn't have a container for the soup so offered to put it in a bag. when i say a bag, i mean like a bag that you get your stuff packed in at the grocery store. i had this hilarious mental picture of him riding home on his bike, carrying a tied plastic bag of soup. maybe hanging on his handlebar. maybe it would burst or leak...funny stuff. surprisingly, he opted not to take the soup home. the waitress asked him a second time if he was sure. she held up a bag and was ready to toss it in. i mean, who does that? only in china...