[ale] OT: The happy in Happy Meals

Alex LeDonne aledonne.listmail at gmail.com
Thu May 17 08:44:42 EDT 2007


On 5/16/07, Scott Castaline <hscast at charter.net> wrote:
> James P. Kinney III wrote:
> > On Wed, 2007-05-16 at 17:12 -0500, Preston Boyington wrote:
> >> Scott Castaline wrote:
> >>> At least it didn't have a roach in it...
> >>
> >> ah, yes... i now am more careful of roadside stops when i am taking a
> >> trip on my motorcycle.  once i found a roach leg in my fries (and that
> >> in itself is pretty gross), but strangely it didn't bother me as much as
> >> the whole one i found while half way through my crushed ice.
> >>
> >> although, i have to say, the lady behind the counter was nice enough to
> >> offer me a refill at no extra charge for the trouble.
> >
> > Nothing beats my first trip to Atlanta and the stop at The Varsity
> > (circa 1975 from junior high school).
> >
> > At the counter, the cup for my soda was dropped on the floor, then
> > stepped and totally flattened by another counter help person. My order
> > taker picked up my cup, opened it up with his hand and proceeded to fill
> > it. I refused the drink and requested a new cup. So the drink was poured
> > into a new cup from the old. Again I requested a new drink but this time
> > I was very plain it should be entirely new cup and drink.
> >
> > I got my new drink in a new cup.
> >
> > A friend ordered fries which he promptly drowned in ketchup. He stabbed
> > the red mound with his fork and shoved the pile into his mouth while
> > making faces about the ungainly selection that was now smearing ketchup
> > all over his face. He got a very puzzled look on his face and suddenly
> > ejected the entire ketchup slathered mouth load onto the floor. Words
> > can not describe the look of horror and revulsion on his face as we all
> > watched the ketchup coated cockroach limp out from the fry pile on the
> > floor.
> >
> > This event was followed immediately by several other of my traveling
> > companions disgorging the contents of their stomachs onto the tables and
> > trays from the sight of the condiment-coated cockroach.
> >
> > My mother, the chaperon who insisted that the group stop for a snack at
> > the Varsity, was never again asked to chaperon any school event.
> >
> Reminds me of one of my many trips to LA as in Los Angeles not Lowere
> Alabama. I was recommended a Japanese Sushi Bar in Culver City. When I
> got there it was like I had been told in a rough part of town, but it
> was for sushi, so I thought. I settle in right at the bar, got my sake
> and Miso soup. Then came the start of the sushi. While I'm eating, I see
> a very large roach crawl out from under the Tuna inside the refrigerated
> cabinet. This happened while I was eating tuna, which went flying across
> the bar to the Sushi Chef, from my hand and mouth. I jumped up pointing
> at the roach which was crawling along on top of all the fish, followed
> by a couple of others. A lot of Japanese yelling went on and I just
> bolted out the door to me car with the urge to return what I had already
> had consumed.
>

Thank you, all.

I knew today I wouldn't have much time for lunch... Happily, that's no
longer an impediment, as I shall have no appetite for lunch either.

-A



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