April 25, 2005
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
-- Cypress Hill
This will be a hitting two birds with one stone post. Almost a two for the price of one type deally, yo.
Number 1 – what is with the weird sound in the aforementioned song? Come on, run it through your brain right now, you know – it sounds like a tea kettle going off. And it’s on loop in the song. I also heard a similar sound this morning in some song. Anyway, just a crazy observation – the use of the tea kettle in a song.
On to the subject at hand – the whole Wendy’s chili fiasco – apparently the lady in the news that got the finger in her chili has now been arrested for putting said finger in her own chili. I alluded to my experience in college with the Wendy’s chili a while back and I promised to share it here on the site and never got around to it (sorry Aeryn).
So here you go: My roommate Breezy and I went to the Wendy’s in the food court at the mall. Now we always had quite the problem in picking a place to go eat. Those of you reading here that still hang out with us would vehemently agree that this is still very much an issue with me. But this time the choice was easy -- it was cold outside and she wanted some chili. I ordered first, “Yes, I’d like a number 1 with a Coke please.” The young lady behind the counter responded, “For here or to go.” “Here” I politely replied and then I stepped aside. Breezy steps up and says, “Yes, I’d like a diet coke, small chili and a side salad with Italian please.” The girl behind the counter began to laugh as she punched the order into the register. Around this time, my food was pushed to me on a tray and I moved over to the ketchup station. The cashier chick had now doubled over in laughter and called for reinforcements from the back, “Girl, get in here! THIS GIRL UP HERE JUST ORDERED THE CHILI!” Girl from the back arrives on the scene and says, “WHAT?? Oh no she didn’t! She ordered the chili??” They erupt in laughter and girl number two hollers to the fry guy, “Yo, man, this girl ordered the chili! THE CHILI, MAN!” Original cashier girl says to girl number 2, “Girl, I wouldn’t eat that sh@# for nothing!” The entire staff was now laughing as Breezy and I stood there just dumbfounded. Finally, a girl appears from the back with a small cup of chili and gingerly places it on the tray. Well, being young college chicks, and so mystified and agape at what we had just witnessed, we just took the tray and walked off.
Now, that may not have been quite as funny as me telling you in person, but just thought I’d share anyway.
Signing out with a “case of the Mondays”
dabbs
-- Cypress Hill
This will be a hitting two birds with one stone post. Almost a two for the price of one type deally, yo.
Number 1 – what is with the weird sound in the aforementioned song? Come on, run it through your brain right now, you know – it sounds like a tea kettle going off. And it’s on loop in the song. I also heard a similar sound this morning in some song. Anyway, just a crazy observation – the use of the tea kettle in a song.
On to the subject at hand – the whole Wendy’s chili fiasco – apparently the lady in the news that got the finger in her chili has now been arrested for putting said finger in her own chili. I alluded to my experience in college with the Wendy’s chili a while back and I promised to share it here on the site and never got around to it (sorry Aeryn).
So here you go: My roommate Breezy and I went to the Wendy’s in the food court at the mall. Now we always had quite the problem in picking a place to go eat. Those of you reading here that still hang out with us would vehemently agree that this is still very much an issue with me. But this time the choice was easy -- it was cold outside and she wanted some chili. I ordered first, “Yes, I’d like a number 1 with a Coke please.” The young lady behind the counter responded, “For here or to go.” “Here” I politely replied and then I stepped aside. Breezy steps up and says, “Yes, I’d like a diet coke, small chili and a side salad with Italian please.” The girl behind the counter began to laugh as she punched the order into the register. Around this time, my food was pushed to me on a tray and I moved over to the ketchup station. The cashier chick had now doubled over in laughter and called for reinforcements from the back, “Girl, get in here! THIS GIRL UP HERE JUST ORDERED THE CHILI!” Girl from the back arrives on the scene and says, “WHAT?? Oh no she didn’t! She ordered the chili??” They erupt in laughter and girl number two hollers to the fry guy, “Yo, man, this girl ordered the chili! THE CHILI, MAN!” Original cashier girl says to girl number 2, “Girl, I wouldn’t eat that sh@# for nothing!” The entire staff was now laughing as Breezy and I stood there just dumbfounded. Finally, a girl appears from the back with a small cup of chili and gingerly places it on the tray. Well, being young college chicks, and so mystified and agape at what we had just witnessed, we just took the tray and walked off.
Now, that may not have been quite as funny as me telling you in person, but just thought I’d share anyway.
Signing out with a “case of the Mondays”
dabbs
Posted by Amy at 14:39:02 |
Chrispian wrote:
How sick do you have to be to *PUT* a finger in your own chili. How *STUPID* can you be because, DUH!, they can figure out where the finger came from. DNA anyone? :)
I mean come on, there are 3 CSI shows on and not to mention the 5 other clones.