Me {across room, silently judging observing the process}.
Allen {picking at sandwich roll}.
Me {knowing the rolls were on their way out}: Are those moldy?
Allen {"get-off-me" look with snarky inflection}: There's no other bread out. I'll just pick this off.
Me {disgusted}: DUDE! There are plenty of rolls in the freezer. Just defrost one and you won't have to eat moldy bread. Ugh.
Allen {now legitimately grumpy}: I don't like the way defrosted bread tastes.
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