Dinner Fail
Oct. 21st, 2009 05:42 pmLast night:
Mike: what do you want for dinner?
Me: I don't care as long as it doesn't make me sick. I've had heartburn for 2 nights in a row.
Mike: then Portillo's is out.
Me: Wait, they have a grilled tuna sandwich, that never makes me sick.
(Tuna sandwich is acquired and eaten).
Commencing at 4 am today:
Food poisoning, apparently. Or an extreme intolerance to something in the sandwich. SON. OF. A. BITCH.
Lesson: do not speak aloud of your hopes for not being sick, lest the spirits poison your tuna.
Mike: what do you want for dinner?
Me: I don't care as long as it doesn't make me sick. I've had heartburn for 2 nights in a row.
Mike: then Portillo's is out.
Me: Wait, they have a grilled tuna sandwich, that never makes me sick.
(Tuna sandwich is acquired and eaten).
Commencing at 4 am today:
Food poisoning, apparently. Or an extreme intolerance to something in the sandwich. SON. OF. A. BITCH.
Lesson: do not speak aloud of your hopes for not being sick, lest the spirits poison your tuna.