From my late teens up until I turned 40 and changed careers I worked as a grocery store butcher. Liked the work but not the pay. One day I walked into the full break room for lunch and a female co-worker announced to her audience " Whoops. We have to stop talking about being vegetarians because there's a meat man in the room." "Don't mind me." I assured her, " I love vegetarians." "Really?" She asked. "Oh yeah," I replied, "lightly breaded, seasoned and deep fried. They're delicious." Mic drop. And then went outside for a smoke. Grinning.
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From my late teens up until I turned 40 and changed careers I worked as a grocery store butcher. Liked the work but not the pay. One day I walked into the full break room for lunch and a female co-worker announced to her audience " Whoops. We have to stop talking about being vegetarians because there's a meat man in the room."
ReplyDelete"Don't mind me." I assured her, " I love vegetarians." "Really?" She asked. "Oh yeah," I replied, "lightly breaded, seasoned and deep fried. They're delicious."
Mic drop. And then went outside for a smoke. Grinning.