Emotional molester in front of me at Safeway: What's your problem?
Me: Are you serious?
EMIFOMAS: I think. I am.
Me: I don't have a problem.
EMIFOMAS: I Think. That's. In. The eye. Of. The. Beholder.
Thanks EMIFOMAS! Your seething disgust (at 10:30 PM on a Wednesday) was JUST what I needed! Now I feel so awesome about myself (and other people!) and I'm totally ready to wind down for the night!
Well played, EMIFOMAS.
Well. Played.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
not so safeway
Posted by inthemiddle at 10:41 PM
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