Adventures in Lunch

Sep 21, 2012 17:41

I have Fridays off from work so I like to take a book (I’ve been addicted to Gena Showalter recently) and go have lunch at a slightly above fast food restaurant. There are several places to choose from in my neighborhood, but I tend to frequent the same two more than the others. Even though they already have names, I’ve given each a clever nickname ( Read more... )

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bkwurm1 September 22 2012, 08:00:47 UTC
That's what good clean living will get you!

Okay, that was the best I could do, joke wise, but really the soap may not have hurt you (much) but even your beloved spicy honey mustard couldn't have made that taste very good.

I'll be interested to hear if rice vat cook guy has a better line next time.

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firebunny September 22 2012, 17:14:39 UTC
No, the soap didn't add to the flavor of the spicy honey mustard. I don't recommend it.

I got the feeling, based on how the other people behind the counter rolled their eyes, that I'm not the only customer rice vat cook guy has come-on to. I wouldn't be surprised if the management has talked to him about it.

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apeygirl September 26 2012, 20:03:30 UTC
Does cooking just seem very appealing to lechers? As a girl who's done a lot of waitressing, every restaurant I worked at had one of those guys.

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firebunny September 27 2012, 05:52:09 UTC
I've never worked at a restaurant so I can't draw any conclusions. There are a certain percentage of men who seem to think that a smile means you want to sleep with them.

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firebunny September 22 2012, 17:26:52 UTC
I don't get very many unwelcomed (or even welcomed) advances either. The ones I do get, though, a very memorable.

The secret to misinterpreting a come-on as an insult to not to get offended and angry, but rather to play it off as insecure hurt. That way he can't get defensive at the angry lady. Instead he's the thoughtless jerk.

I do have a secret about the mustard, which isn't quite ethical. I've taken to asking them to give me extra mustard on the side, which they do in a nice plastic container with a top on it. I add a tiny bit more mustard to the sandwich (it really doesn't need more, they usually put the right amount on) and then I take the container home for other times I crave that sweet and spicy yumminess.

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apeygirl September 26 2012, 20:05:37 UTC
Maybe the universe is punishing you for naughty language by infiltrating your sandwiches. I hope you've learned your lesson!

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firebunny September 27 2012, 05:50:33 UTC
I got a free sandwich. I have learned nothing.

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babydee1 October 3 2012, 13:55:22 UTC
"Being the uncontrolled flirt I am, I said, “Is that for me?” He affirmed that it was, so I said “You saw me coming,” my implication being that I’m such a pig I’ll eat a whole vat of rice on my own.

He responded with, “I smelled you coming.”

Like I said, I’ve been reading Gena Showalter books and she often has her romantic hero able to smell the unique and tantalizing scent of the heroine. It’s supposed to be sexy, but let me tell you, having a man behind a counter say he can smell you is not so sexy. Especially if, since you weren’t working that day, you hadn’t showered and your hair’s a bit grungy.

I decided the flirting had gone far enough and would go no further. So, I sniffed the collar of my shirt and said, rather meekly, “Oh dear.”

Whenever I pop by your Journal, Firebunny, I can't seem to stop laughing.

*sporfles* :-D

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firebunny October 3 2012, 14:40:01 UTC
I do find my life amusing... and depressing. Both at the same time.

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