1/11/2014

So How Does She Eat Anything?

Story Sent in by Luther:

It was my intention to treat Margaret to dinner at a nice place, and so I picked one out that she agreed to.

We sat down and placed our orders and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. But when our food arrived, she made all sorts of frowning faces at her plate.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

She said, "They didn't prepare it in front of me. How do I know bugs didn't crawl across it while it was in the kitchen?"

I swallowed down some of my dinner. "Uh... you don't?"

She frowned at that and looked around for our waitress. When she came by, Margaret held up her plate and asked her if they could remake it in front of her.

The waitress was apologetic, but explained (as I expected her to) that it was against some sort of health code thing to have patrons in the kitchen.

Margaret scowled at her plate for the rest of dinner. I asked her if she would mind if I boxed it up and took it home for myself. She didn't mind, and I didn't mind paying for it, as a result.

When it was packed and returned to me, Margaret said, "I'm hungry."

I said, "Maybe we can stop somewhere else to grab something light?"

She shook her head. "I won't eat anywhere where I don't see the food being prepared. You have no idea what could've crawled over it and now you're eating it."

It tasted fine to me, bugs or not. But Margaret was too weird for me, so we didn't go out again.

4 comments:

  1. And you didn't take this girl to subway the sandwich shop because? Or mcdonalds, you can totally see in the kitchen shesh man think!

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  2. You go to McDonald's with this date, she's going to have bigger problems with her food than bugs.

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  3. When I take Blue Blue on dates, I totally let her supersize it...

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  4. Or Chipotle? That shit is the bomb!

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