the wrong side of the bed
Thursday, August 24, 2006
a place for everything
tony roma's is a place for ribs,* not a place for vegetarians. yesterday, we had a huge, day long event at work, and, just to get out of the office for a bit, ten of us went out to lunch. the place they chose was tony roma's. i said before hand, "remember that i am vegeterian, will there be anything for vegetarians?" of course not, but they all said, "oh, yes. i'm sure there will be. maybe a salad or some pasta." i had a sad little baked potato and a side salad. i hate baked potatos.
i won't be going to lunch with the gang again.
i'm such an outsider at work. i don't want a baby. i don't want to get married. i don't eat meat. even the lesbians at work do these things. at this point, i'd kill for a wiccan co-worker.
* this was their ad campaign when i was a kid.
Labels: complaining, work
8:43 AM
1 Comments:
i thought of a bumper sticker today:
i don't have any children, but i'm sure that if i did, they would be honor students somewhere.
i don't have any children, but i'm sure that if i did, they would be honor students somewhere.
