But the best part of dinner had to be the waiter. Kelly and I counted. He touched me, for 3 seconds or more each time, at least 6 times during dinner. Like his entire palm placed mid back! It was wicked awkward. I finally said if he did it again I would gouge his eyes out with my spoon. Then he took my spoon from the table. Jerk.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Cross Contamination
We went to Cheesecake Factory last night. And of course I didnt finish my food cause they always give you enough for like 4 people so I brought the rest home. I reheated it in the oven (cause I don't do microwaves) and had it for lunch. I was swishing it around my plate cause turns out I wasnt hungry today either.... and noticed this weird noodle that didnt belong. 23-19! 23-19! Cross contamination! Aaagghhh!

But the best part of dinner had to be the waiter. Kelly and I counted. He touched me, for 3 seconds or more each time, at least 6 times during dinner. Like his entire palm placed mid back! It was wicked awkward. I finally said if he did it again I would gouge his eyes out with my spoon. Then he took my spoon from the table. Jerk.
But the best part of dinner had to be the waiter. Kelly and I counted. He touched me, for 3 seconds or more each time, at least 6 times during dinner. Like his entire palm placed mid back! It was wicked awkward. I finally said if he did it again I would gouge his eyes out with my spoon. Then he took my spoon from the table. Jerk.
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