I discovered I had enough coupons saved up for a chinese meal down at Chow Wing's, so I put on my least-crazy shirt and craziest shorts and walked on down. I sat there for a good half hour before I got any service.
"Hey," I said. "Where's my food? I've been sitting here for half an hour. I've eaten three plastic forks, one napkin, and downed an entire bottle of soy sauce I was so hungry."
To which the waiter replied: "Well, have you ordered, sir?"
"Of course not," I said.
Then he told me I must be crazy, and I showed him the card which proved I was, certifiably. Not as crazy as the food they serve in there, though. Deep fried ice cream, now that's crazy. Perhaps that's why I like it so much.
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