28 August, 2007
Scene From A Lunchroom
I'm in the kitchen at work, picking through a bag of trail mix, selecting the pieces of dried fruit that I like. (The nuts in the mix always seem stale to me because they've absorbed moisture from the fruit despite the fact that it's "dried" fruit. But I digress.)
My boss: "It doesn't do any good; there's always way more of the ones you don't want in there."
Me: "Wow, in that one sentence, you've described my entire love life!"
Fin.
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