Something very interesting happened to me today. I was eating lunch with Joe outside and I was opening a piece of Laughing Cow cheese. (Sounds like a bovine equivalent of Joker brand products.) Anyhow, Joe suddenly out of nowhere said “Don’t eat that.” in a serious tone, and I immediately froze. Joe laughed. “I can’t believe that actually worked. Eat it.”
What an asshole.
Really, though, the experience is this: if (almost) anyone else had said that to me, I’d have kept right on opening the package and would have just asked “why?” Because it was my very good friend talking, I absolutely froze as my mind racked through the different Indiana Jones-like theories I was getting; Had some weird guy with a monkey poisoned my cheese? Did he know something that directly associated this cheese with a killer epidemic? Did he want some?
I just thought that the difference in one’s typical reactions was worth noting.
By the way, you know what really sucks?
Vacuums.
