I picked up some sushi at Sunflower Market today. Yes, my local Sunflower sells sushi. No, it's not anything special, but the price is reasonable and there's a pretty decent selection. In my haste to exit the store I forgot to pick up napkins and chopsticks. I will admit this is not my first time eating sushi with my hands, nor will it be the last.
(Segue into third person, which makes for better storytelling)
Due to her feverish hunger, Jessica decides to consume spicy tuna rolls in her car. Jessica opens plastic container holding sushi and beholds the rolls in the spicy tuna glory. Jessica tastes the first spicy tuna roll and immediately realizes it is in dire need of soy sauce dousing. While Jessica does not necessarily condone soy sauce dousing, sometimes flavorless sushi needs a little help from fermented soybean juice (cooler way of saying soy sauce). Jessica picks up soy sauce packet with slightly greasy fingers and begins to tear at the "pre-perforated" edge. Slightly greasy fingers impede Jessica's progress leaving her frustrated and annoyed. Jessica wonders if she can down seven spicy tuna rolls without soy sauce but changes her mind after trying to eat 2nd spicy tuna roll. A sudden bolt of inspiration: Jessica remembers she bought a 4 in 1 pocketknife for such situations and begins to fumble through her glove compartment in order to locate pocketknife. Pocketknife is located but is still in airtight, indestructable plastic sleeve. Jessica struggles to open plastic sleeve and realizes that a pocketknife would be really handy to have at a moment like this. But wait...
SCHEISSE!
Man, am I long winded. I probably could've told that story in three sentences or less. I also like typing my name, obviously.
1 comment:
funny :)
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