Saturday, February 23, 2008

The Cigarette and Cookie March

We don't smoke (a shame). We have a new carton of cigarettes (unnecessary story). We like to bake cookies and only eat a few. What to do with the superfluous cigarettes and cookies? Walk the entire city limits and give to the homeless. I've yet to be spit on in this mission. But I'm avoiding the corner where the crone who hocked a lugie on me and called me an "evil white whore" hangs out.

I'll keep you posted.

Water People

I've never waited a table. You wouldn't want me to. But I imagine that waiters have their own lingo and codes. My boyfriend and I were on the receiving end of what could only be the unfavorable type of customer at an expensive restaurant, the--we'll just be having water customer. It's not that one meal at M&S was out of our league, especially since it was lunch. It wasn't that soup and salad was all we could afford. If anything, the waiter could have had a bigger tip because we weren't spending as much as we're used to on dining out. Needless to say after being ignored--Nobel Prize winner Weisel says indifference is worse than being treated with anger--and complimentary bread deprived, we did not leave a tip.

So here it is now--if people order water on a Saturday afternoon it might just be because they're hung over and saving room for a friend's pasta bolognese later.