A conversation
While out to eat with a few of the managers at work, I ordered a chicken ceaser wrap. The other guys ordered Reuben’s and Burgers.
When we got back to the office, I was paged by one of said managers. I entered his office.
mike d: What can I do for you?
Co-worker1: Well, first we need to talk about the chicken ceaser wrap.
mike d: It was delicious.
Co-worker1: It’s not a real meal.
mike d: what?
Co-worker1: If you’re going to be in our business you’ll probably want to order lunch with meat in it.
mike d: Chicken is meat.
Co-worker1: You need to eat red meat.
Co-worker2: Something that bleeds.
Thankfully, I was able to redeem myself by discussing Texan BBQ.
That story reminds me of the Seinfeld episode where Jerry owes Kenny Banya a meal, and Banya orders soup at Mendy’s and says it is “not a meal.”
It’s true, chickens don’t bleed. Other things that don’t bleed: zombies, ants, fish, and Ann Coulter.
Is that the same manager who once paged himself? does he continue to page 2,3, and 4 people at the same time?
quite possibly.
…….MikeD……..I’m dissapointed. Why didn’t you tell them that you ate a sandwich called the Meat Onslaught? or take this route. Ask him what he did last valentines day…When he says something lame like “I took my wife to a romantic dinner.” Laugh in his face then say “oh yeah? Well I spent the night in a Redbones BBQ restaraunt and won a contest for Rawa Hamburger! Then I had the band I was listening too sign it! IN YOUR FACE!!!” Then knock over the pens/pencils he has on his desk and leave his office.
Yes.
this is exactly what I will do next time.
Good…I’m glad you are gonna listen to me on this. I know what I’m talking about.