I don’t understand how the company microwave can make parts of my leftovers-for-lunch plate steaming hot while leaving little ice chunks in the rice. Seriously, I am burning my tongue on the sweet and sour pork and soothing it with the bland but frosty clumps of rice that accompany it.
Ow! I just bit into a really spicy chilly pepper! Ow! Ow! Ow! The burning! The burning! My ear!! Oh, my ear!!
Hey, at least you get to say hi to the person you see every day – my situation moved from awkwardness to being formal again haha.
I’m not sure I’ve ever gotten play by play for someone’s food hahaha. Hope you had a glass of milk nearby…
I think it would have been a little better if she had gone to Paris. And if Ross had gone with her. Her coming back was a little anti-climactic, I thought.
hahahahahaha. you never cease to crack me up. your ear? what?