Monday, July 11, 2005

Yesterday wifey, boy and I were at the local sandwich chain eatery (and not the Jared variety) and wifey ordered a salad. She went over to the condiment area to find a fork, and after finding none approached the pimply-faced-whiteboy-afro-with-a-baseball-cap working the cash register. He told her they were out of forks, then yelled to the other pubescent children in the back and one was able to produce a utensil. My wife relayed to him "that it would be really retarded to sell salads and not provide forks." He gave her a blank look. This nescient, dipassionate, highschool-aged meathead deserves a beatdown.

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