He Spat in My Food

I know he did.

I apologized but I don’t think it did me any good. I mean I was on the 3rd row for a freakin’ rock and roll concert for like 3 hours! We were hungry afterwards and popped into the Jack in the Box and I was trying to be polite and ‘Yes Maam’ just came out. Then it came out again. I didn’t even realize I did it.

Then I hear snickering. I still haven’t a clue.

He begins throwing ‘Maam’ at the end of all of his sentences now. I’m still clueless.

He must have called me ‘Maam’ like twice in ordering me to drive around and that’s when it hit. Rae was just laughing.

I tried apologizing but I don’t think he had any of it…I’m sure I ate his spit…

But if that didn’t wet your appetite for my Switchfoot review, hopefully this pic will 🙂 Pun intended! Heehee

Why do you torment me


2 Responses to “He Spat in My Food”

  1. October 30, 2007 at 8:19 am

    Hope he didn’t. Did he actually sound like a “ma’am”…ir did you just have a brain slip?

  2. October 30, 2007 at 9:43 am

    total brain fart…Rae said as we were driving to pick up the food, “What’s wrong with you that was a man!” As she laughed at me 🙂

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