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I’ve always snickered at people who left to-go boxes behind
after eating. How hard is to remember
the leftovers from a meal you just ate?
I’ve thrown away wings and burgers and countless fried pickles. And every time I’ve thought to myself how
silly that is. Yes, I have judged.
And then it happened, Dreamy and I enjoyed a lovely meal at
one of our favorite restaurants in town.
They legitimately have the best potato soup I’ve every stuffed my face
with. This is coming from a girl who
loves potato soups above all other soups; you know this shit is good. Anyway, I’d had my soup and settled on the grilled
mahi tacos for my entrée. Of course
being that is America, I was soon staring down at a plate consumed by two huge
tacos. I knew immediately I would only
be able to tackle one.
That’s just what happened.
Finishing one taco, I nicely asked for a box to take the other home with
me. I loaded up my taco and Dreamy and I
sat and talked for a bit. And the taco
waited. Finally we got up to leave and
made our way to the door. I was already
on my way when I’d realized the taco had been left behind. First, I was disappointed because it was a
good effing taco. I had already planned
my lunch around its deliciousness.
Second, I was disappointed because I’d spent so many shifts judging
those who left behind their food. Karma
had gotten me and she was a bitch.
From this day forward I vow to no longer judge your
forgetfulness. I vow to simply remove
your food from the table and mourn the loss.
I vow to remember my poor, lonely taco.
I’ll miss you, old friend.
How about the idiots who leave their take out box and when you go to throw it away you find it is has not only your ketchup, hot sauce but your crab crackers in the box too!!!! Love your blog, takes me back to my seven fun filled years in orange Dolphins!
ReplyDeleteGinny, I had a similar situation once where a man from a retirement home had three sets of silverware in his to-go box. I had gone to put the rest of the fried pickles in the box - knowing he loved them - and opened it to find the silverware. I actually let him keep it. I figured if he needed it that badly back at the home he could just have them; it's not like we have fine silverware anyway!
ReplyDeleteYeah, that's something I'd do--leaving the to-go box behind. But that's because I'm old and terribly forgetful. And I don't usually leave enough to make a to-go box worthwhile.
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