The cafe at the end of my block is tasty (in fact that's the name -- Tasty Cafe), so I like to go there to pick up dinner when I'm coming off the subway at night.
But there's this dude that works there.
He keeps asking me questions in a voice so low that the conversation goes something like this:
Him: "rrwwwrow rv ntion?"
Me: "What?"
Him: "Wher burfv nzin?"
Me: "What?"
Him: "Where did you go for vacation?"
Me: "California."
Him: "drou oull ieye re?"
Me: "What?"
Look, I just want some damn spaghetti. Can you leave the interview for your next crappy job? Jeez.
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Haha...this made me laugh. I MISS YOU! :-(
ReplyDeleteI'd really like to know who commented on here!
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Yeah, I'm calling bullshit on anonymous as well - no one misses Sarahtea.
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