I started reading a blog known as Waiter Rant recently. Today part of one of the posts sounded very familiar to me:
“Our sous chef’s full of crap,” I groan. “He only gets interested in soccer during the World Cup.”
“Well,” Celine huffs, “You get all baseball crazy during the World Series.”
“That’s different.”
“It’s the same thing.”
“No it’s not.”
“Now you’re the one who’s full of shit.”
“Maybe,” I reply, returning to my paper.
Sound like anyone you know? ☺
