we went out for some pizza the other day. i noticed i was missing my cutlery so i asked the waitress for it. i was a bit confused when she came back with crayons and a children’s colouring puzzle thing. i realized she thought i said “colouring”, so after a few more tries of “cut-le-ry”, i smartened up and just asked for a fork and knife. joe tried to explain to me that “cutlery” is a british influence thing. ok.
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uh… you boys from chiner?
oh my goodness. that famous chicago customer service…
so glad to see you didn’t let a rare colouring opportunity get away
and yes, the british thing — so true. you should see the looks i get when i ask for milk with my tea.
That’s really funny. I think she thought you were twelve.
i bet you have a similar looking picture with you and a colouring pad 20 years ago. and i bet you look the same too.