The other day, I went into Elephant & Castle, a  chain of faux English pubs.  Instead of waiting for a table, I chose to sit at the bar.

The server behind the bar brought me my diet Coke and the prepared to take my order.

"I'll have a barbeque burger and a side Confusedof French onion soup.  And can I swap onion rings for the fries?*"

"Sure," said the waitress, "how do you want that burger cooked?"

"Medium well, but hold the onions.  I don't like onions."

It took her brain a good 3 seconds to start leaking out of her ear.

* I gave up fries for Lent.


SkylersDad said...

He he he, I can tell we would get along well. I am fond of making sure that I specify my order is "to go" when I pull through the drive up.

J.J. said...

I'm weird (shut up) in that I hate onions in/on my food but I love onion rings as a side. I prefer them over fries any day.

It's a texture issue.

Gwen said...

Hahaha! I order onion rings but only eat the outside because I hate the texture of onions.

JenJen said...

Well that took me a minute.

Apparently the latte hasn't kicked in because at first I was "huh?" and "so?" and then?


Soda and Candy said...

Ah, you're going to be a great dad-of-a-teenager. Well done ; )

Cora said...

And now I miss you and your saucy wiseassery even more.


Shana said...


I hate onions all around. Ewww