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Thanks, Bel!
Okay, so that wasn't really applicable, but I was on such a roll.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 25, 2006 at 9:10 PM
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Thanks, BlackPearl!
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 25, 2006 at 9:09 PM
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Thanks, Tumbus!
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 25, 2006 at 9:08 PM
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Thanks, Mason!
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 25, 2006 at 9:08 PM
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Thanks, Ben!
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 25, 2006 at 9:08 PM
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LOLOLOL
YUP nothing like a horny stock boy!
posted by
bel_1965
on June 25, 2006 at 4:41 PM
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So that was his idea... all along...
I'm guessing he never even called the manager. He just wanted to think of a way to hit on you. Any points for nerve or originality? That was too cute.
posted by
BlackPearl1
on June 25, 2006 at 3:57 PM
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cute!!!
posted by
mysteria
on June 24, 2006 at 10:24 PM
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I am *so* adding this blog to my list!
Right now. This very minute. Uh-huh. Yup.
posted by
Tumbus
on June 24, 2006 at 6:03 PM
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..that was funny!
posted by
MasonGarrett
on June 24, 2006 at 5:43 PM
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Good ideas.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on June 24, 2006 at 4:44 PM
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I'll bring protection ...
both kinds.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 4:22 PM
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The down side is to avoid being in a trapped position with the stock keeper. Lol.
10 clicks for the answer to the cartoon. Thanks for playing.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on June 24, 2006 at 4:19 PM
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The way I see it, Ben, is that now ...
I'm free to do whatever I want in there. I can, like, completely "run wild".
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 4:12 PM
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Jobs are hard to come by. Besides, good karma returns to you.
10 clicks for the blogger answer.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on June 24, 2006 at 4:03 PM
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That hardly seems possible, Passion ...
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 3:54 PM
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Well, it's just my nature, Ben ...
Yes, I'm a saint, I know.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 3:53 PM
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Actually, Rumored, I've never seen a manager in that place ...
at least not one who was recognizable as such.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 3:51 PM
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Asking on behalf of "others" is a common ploy, pkcricket.
I assume the cook wasn't attractive then (seeing as you didn't mention it).
Btw, that restaurant's name sounds vaguely familiar to me ... must be a franchise or something.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 3:49 PM
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Why thank you, Rcky.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 3:42 PM
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LOL-Sorry girl! Hope I didn't spoil your plot line...
I jumped ahead just like always.
posted by
Passionflower
on June 24, 2006 at 2:42 PM
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All's well that ends well. You're a nice lady to forgive the stock boy. Lol.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on June 24, 2006 at 2:35 PM
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bet the manager wasnt even there..lol..that stock boy sounds....
a con artist....:)
posted by
Rumor
on June 24, 2006 at 12:28 PM
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My friend just graduated from Ohio State University. So, me, my friend Lanna, and our friend Amy, went up to see Brian graduate, and we were all excited. (Amy's his fiancèe, in case you're wondering why three girls would go see a guy graduate...) Anywho...he took us to this great restaurant called bd's mongolian grill. It's really neat, I wrote a review about it in my review blog, but basically, you pick everything you want in your meal, noodles, meat, veggies...etc...and they fry it for you on this huge grill. It's really cool. Anywho, Lanna and I were up waiting for our food when one of the cooks comes over and says, "That guy wants to know how old y'all are." We figured out he meant one of the other cooks. Then,
that cook comes over and asks us what we're doing after we get done eating. We just laugh nervously and say, um, going home...to Cincinnati...we're with the graduate (Brian, in try Brian-fashion) had worn his entire cap and gown to the restaurant)...it was pretty funny. Needless to say, we've been warning everybody about the flirtatious cooks while recommending the tremendous food. Cricket ><>
posted by
pkcricket
on June 24, 2006 at 12:28 PM
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Hahahahahahahaha Madame.....
What men will resort to when they see a pretty woman! Cute story Madame!
posted by
RckyMtnActivist
on June 24, 2006 at 10:42 AM
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It's not my fault that commercial jingles are so contagious, Darrke.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 7:34 AM
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No, Trevor, I'm fairly certain he was attempting to develop a rapport ...
And I had asked him to summon the manager ... he never showed up though.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 7:32 AM
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Nah, Ben, I wouldn't want to get him in any trouble ...
besides the manager never materialized.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 24, 2006 at 7:31 AM
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You are EVIL!!!
How could you infect that poor, sweet child with your Golden Crips song!
posted by
DarrkeThoughts
on June 24, 2006 at 6:53 AM
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was he hitting on you, or was he just trying to make conversation in an awkward situation? I don't know many people who would actually fetch a manager for such a paltry infraction though.
posted by
Trevor_Cunnington
on June 24, 2006 at 3:46 AM
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You could report him to the store manager.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on June 24, 2006 at 2:34 AM
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That's a good way to put it, Azur ...
My professor says that, in both the written and the spoken, I have a certain indescribable
something.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 11:00 PM
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You have
acquired the comedic talent of being amusing while saying very little
posted by
Azur
on June 23, 2006 at 10:38 PM
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Why thank you, Lensman ...
My "unique style" typically tends to engender one of two dramatically opposite reactions ... perhaps I'm an
acquired taste.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 10:31 PM
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Mademoiselle
Good Twix caper, Mlle. I've done the same thing, except it was a box of Kleenex. Not half as tasty.
I continue to enjoy your writing style.
posted by
Lensman
on June 23, 2006 at 10:25 PM
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Still, Passion, I like to tell my stories at a certain, leisurely pace ...
I'd rather that people not jump ahead in the narrative.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 9:39 PM
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I told you it was just a trick to get your phone number.
I know how men (and boys) are.
posted by
Passionflower
on June 23, 2006 at 9:37 PM
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I should probably note that my brother is only 16 himself.
I don't want to make him sound like a predator.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 9:31 PM
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Ah, I see, Cesium.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 9:30 PM
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He has no chance of ever hanging out with me, Samhain, so ...
Ironically, my brother's girlfriend is even younger.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 9:29 PM
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I mean that
Stock boy just learned that the cop and suspect pickup trick doesn't work on Mademoiselle.
posted by
AlienInsomniac
on June 23, 2006 at 9:29 PM
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Cesium ... what?
My favorite character is Marvin the Martian. Oh, and that evil scientist who said, "So nearly completed, so nearly finished ... if I only had a brain."
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 9:27 PM
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Mad girl, be extremely careful - if he is like maybe 16, then he could be setting you up to bring a charge of statutory.....well.....you know - sometimes guys do stuff like that. No need to thank me. I'm happy to be helpful. Samhain_Moon 
posted by
syzygy
on June 23, 2006 at 9:25 PM
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In the immortal words of Wile E. Coyote
...sigh...back to the old drawing board.
posted by
AlienInsomniac
on June 23, 2006 at 9:24 PM
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Not really, Samhain ... I mean he was okay, I guess.
I'm already accounted for, though. Plus he was, like,
maybe 16.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on June 23, 2006 at 9:22 PM
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hmmmm.....OK......was he at least cute........or maybe have an extremely large pricing gun? Samhain_Moon
posted by
syzygy
on June 23, 2006 at 9:09 PM
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