In which I am speshul...

[candyland]

Today at work, I managed to make a complete moron of myself in front of a customer. Two customers, actually. Best thing ever, let me tell ya...

[The scene: a man and a woman are ordering. He orders a two-entree meal.]
He-Customer: *points to two types of chicken* General, sesame.
Me: *not bothering to think before I speak* General Sesame...any relation to Sgt. Pepper?
*collective dotdotdot*
Me: *palm meets forehead* That was awful.

It's official--on occasion, I really do redefine what it means to be an idiot. Oh well. They did laugh, though, so I guess it was okay. That's what I get for listening to Beatles' music before I go to work ^^;;

But I must ask...what if we all really do live in a yellow submarine? It must be so crowded!

Oh oh oh--hey, msbbt? What're you doing tomorrow? Like, in case I decided to randomly kidnap you for random naughtiness lunch? *halos and sparkles with innocence*

Comments

[candy--chan.livejournal.com]

*laugh* Thanks, hon! They laughed too, but it took a minute for it to register as to what I'd just said.

I also liked magicbulletgirl's take: Colonel Mustard must fit in there somewhere... :D

[magic-truth.livejournal.com]

A threesome of odd names...oh lordie. I did not mean that comment. Must banish bad imagery!!

[candy--chan.livejournal.com]

*dotdotdot* I bonk you now.

And we won't discuss the time I played Hangman and gave Jo the phrase "I like it when boys touch boys" because that totally has nothing to do with this, no no no...