from the mundane to the mundane and back again

A few shorter things:

-For a while now I thought that “Phablet” meant “Fabulous Tablet” and not a giant phone/tiny tablet.

-Eating lunch by myself at a chinese restaurant a few weeks ago. As I was reading the paper and and just shoveling General Tso’s chicken into my gaping maw, a piece of the chicken fell off the fork and landed on my shirt, without a second thought I stabbed it with my fork and ate it. Right after I did that I realized that I was fulfilling Carrie’s very real fear that I’m not fit for society and little more than just a woodland creature stuffed into a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt, Baby Huey crossed with a rabid Paddington Bear.

-Guy calls the store:
I want The Drifters album What you See is What you Get
I think that’s The Dramatics, I don’t think the Drifters had an album with that title, I’ll check
……….Yeah, that’s the Dramatics-Whatcha See is Whatcha Get, and we’re out of stock on it.
Ok, I’ll be down to check it out.
There’s nothing to check out. No album by that name exists by the Drifters and we are out of stock on the cd by The Dramatics called Whatcha See is Whatcha get
No no …No I want the Drifters ALBUM What You See is What You Get.
It doesn’t exist.
So you’re out of it
…yeah

mistaken for fabulous tablet