Sunday, April 5, 2009

Where do you think I'm from?

I'm at work the other day eating my lunch.  The guy next to me says "Mmm. That smells good, what is it?"  I reply "Taco Salad. We had tacos that other night, so I thought I'd have a salad with the left overs."  "Mrs. MIT Grad" then asks the stupidest question I think I've ever heard "Did they have tacos where you're from?"  For the Love of God, where do you think I'm from? is all that I can think.  "Yes" is all that I can say.  "Do they have a lot of taco places back there?"  "Not as many.  We have Taco Bell, Taco Johns.  But that's about it for fast food."  "No Chipotle?"  "Yes, but they're scattered.  Not on every corner like here."  

Okay.  So I'm from Minnesota.  Not Mars.  What place doesn't have tacos?  It's not a foreign food or anything.  You buy the mix in a packet and just stir it in with your meat.  That's it.  It's not like fried chicken or grits, which is pretty much a southern food. It's tacos!!!  And yes in Minnesota, there isn't a lot of taco places.  My favorite is Taco Johns.  I can't wait to go home and get me a taco salad with that yummy dressing.  So good.  Only a week and a half until I go home.  I'll be in heaven with that salad.  But no Taco John's in California. It's like the one place they don't have.  And so far nothing compares to Taco Johns. 

Well that was off the subject.  Back to another tale of work.  So I'm in the assembly room with a few other people and a co-worker has a bottle of water on the desk and someone spills it.  Instead of wiping it up he yells "'Dipsy', I spilt your  water!" and just stands there.  Oh my god.  She so needs to stop what she's doing and clean up the mess that the guy made!!!  Some people.

Right now at work, we've been so busy.  It's crazy.  So I'm working trying to get everything done and "Blondie" comes to me and say "I can't find this paper, have you seen it?  Someone took it out of "Madonna's" basket.  Could you please look for it?"  I reply, "Well, it would help if I knew what I would be looking for."  Blondie "An escrow sheet."  Me, "I will after I finish this."  So I go and look for it and I can't find it.  I tell her and she then has the nerve to tell me "I know.  I've already looked through those papers three times."  For the love of God!!! You took me away from my work to look for a paper you knew wasn't there???  She's dumb.  Don't really care for her.  But whatever.  That just made my day.  Some people...Stupid and lazy again...

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