Getting To The Meat Of Your Problems!
GETTING TO THE MEAT OF YOUR PROBLEMS.
MY GIRLFRIEND
AND I ARE ATTENDING THE WEDDING OF ONE OF HER FRIENDS. WHEN IT GETS TO DINNER,
I’M SERVED CHICKEN.
ME: “ERR, WHEN YOU ORDERED
THE MEALS, DID YOU GET ME A VEGETARIAN ONE?”
GIRLFRIEND: “YES… NO. I DON’T
REMEMBER. CAN’T YOU JUST EAT IT?”
ME: “YOU KNOW I DON’T
EAT MEAT. I’M GOING TO ASK FOR SOMETHING DIFFERENT.”
GIRLFRIEND: “I DON’T
UNDERSTAND WHY YOU’RE MAKING A BIG DEAL OUT OF THIS.”
ME: “I’M NOT DISCUSSING THIS
WITH YOU NOW.”
I MANAGED TO
GET HOLD OF A WAITER, ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT ONLY A CERTAIN NUMBER OF VEGETARIAN
MEALS WERE MADE AND THERE WERE NONE LEFT. SO, FOR DINNER, I HAD A SLICE OF
TOMATO AND FIVE GREEN BEANS. MY GIRLFRIEND BLAMED ME.
WE AREN’T
TOGETHER ANYMORE.