we should not shed tears. that is a surrender of the body to the heart. it is only proof. that we are beings that do not know. what to do with our hearts. - Tite Kubo

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Why Ketchup and I don't Mix

I went out for dinner/lunch with my girlfriends last Friday. I have this obsession with trying the chicken fingers wherever I go because I really like them and once I find the place that has the best, I'll eat there all the time.

So we go to this pub in Westdale, Tap Haüs. I order the chicken fingers and after a while the girl comes out to tell me there's no plum sauce, but I don't care anyways. I just have ketchup.

So while we're waiting for food we all have a nice bitch out session and I talk about my new job, which I was dressed for, because I had to work that night.

Food comes and the waitress brings two ketchup bottles. Mandeep takes one I take the other. The ketchup in my bottle is all at the bottom so I turned it upside down and shook it so I could get it out.

Well.

As soon as I open the bottle we all hear this dull "Foom" sound. Next thing I know, I've got ketchup on my face, glasses, neck, chest, legs. Kate is sitting across from me and it gets on her and the wall. It's on the chair to my left and Steph's arm to my right. There was ketchup EVERYWHERE!

So, I'm sitting there like, WTF and the waitress brings over some napkins. NAPKINS. I went to the bathroom to clean up as much as possible. Ate my food which was hella good, and then when the bill comes, I'm fully charged for my meal. I mean, they didn't even give me my drink for free or nothing. And there's a little note from the waitress apologizing for the ketchup. She told me that sometimes when they fill up the bottles, the ketchup gets under pressure and it blows up like that. I've also heard that ketchup only explodes when it's RANCID, but what do I know?


So that was my lovely Friday. I had to run home and wash my hair in the sink because I didn't have time to take another shower and put stain remover on my clothes as fast as possible. Greeeeeeat.

Have fun with that! I kinda wish there was a picture because it is funny as hell, but still man, now I have to boycot Tap Haüs because they did that. *sigh*

I'll get over it.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

sarah, you have the WORST luck! lol stuff like that always seems to happen to you for no good reason :(

i feel bad for finding that story ever so slightly amusing. but at least you lived to tell about it...or something...?

"I mean, they didn't even give me my drink for free or nothing." --> way to go, captain english!!!

i miss you.

4:30 PM

 
Blogger Sarah J said...

I'm off duty! :P

Can't wait to see you over Christmas break. You are SO coming to my house and Marty and I are going to cook for you and I promise, no ketchup.

Cheers for now! Love you lots and I miss you too!

9:27 PM

 

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