Nothing ever really get’s me embarrassed, TRUST, but I must say that as of late I have to avoid that little Vulcan Nerve Pinch. You know, when something “embarrassing” happens and your shoulder rise up like Mr. Spock was behind you going in. Maybe I am just being bourgie. (Pinkies up!) I really don’t think so… Well maybe. Lately my tolerance has been so low 😦 Maybe I just have to work on it. Here are some funny examples:
Bartender: Can I help you?
XXXXX: Do you have Sutter Home White ZinfinDALE?
I promise you, I could have fell out on the ground and had a heart attack. A minor one though, but still. ZinfinDALE? Sutter Home? I felt like running away somewhere and hiding. The funny part is…. they had the shit… So I don’t know what to be more embarrassed about: the fact that she asked for it or that I went to a place that carried such a thing at the bar.
Here is another one…
I go to a little restaurant in Chinatown for lunch with a coworker. We order lunchtime specials. You know when you get those specials, they put a couple of broccoli florets on the side, an edible garnish? Here is the exchange upon receiving our meals:
XXXX: Can I have some more broccoli?
Waiter: Like a side of broccoli?
XXXX: No, like a couple more pieces. You know, like 1 or 2.
Waiter: Two dollars!
XXXX: Well forget it!
Me: (throat all dry and neck tingling from the Vulcan pinch) Don’t worry, you can have mine. 🙂
Now I wanted to go under the table and hide. What was I supposed to do? Speaking and blogging about it just makes me laugh… It reminded me of Chris Rock in “I’m Gonna Git You Sucka“… One rib…
I must do better!