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.