Stuff that makes me think

Sometimes I have thoughts. These thoughts are never linear, but rather a jumbled ball of mess that I try diligently to navigate. This is my trail of bread crumbs to the beginning from the end.

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jenkirkman:

I was just having lunch sitting at the bar. I overheard this conversation between the waitress and the probably thirty-something-year-old guy next to me.
Waitress: “Would you like a lemon or a lime with that?”
He gets quiet. He says, “Ahhh. Ahhh”
Waitress: “Lemon or lime?”
He whispers: “The green one.”
Waitress: “What?”
He says, “I like the green fruit with my drinks.”
Waitress: “What….green…fruit? Kiwi?”
He says, “No. List the first two again.”
Waitress: “Lemon or lime?”
He says: “Whatever the green one of those is.”
Then he spots a lime on the bar and says, “That. I want that.”
HE DOES NOT KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A LIME AND A LEMON. A HUMAN BEING MAN WHO HAS A WALLET AND CLOTHES AND HAS BEEN ON EARTH FOR AT LEAST THREE DECADES - CALLS A LIME “THE GREEN FRUIT.”
PLEASE STOP CALLING AMERICA THE GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD.
THANK YOU, THE MGMT.

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I was just having lunch sitting at the bar. I overheard this conversation between the waitress and the probably thirty-something-year-old guy next to me.

Waitress: “Would you like a lemon or a lime with that?”

He gets quiet. He says, “Ahhh. Ahhh”

Waitress: “Lemon or lime?”

He whispers: “The green one.”

Waitress: “What?”

He says, “I like the green fruit with my drinks.”

Waitress: “What….green…fruit? Kiwi?”

He says, “No. List the first two again.”

Waitress: “Lemon or lime?”

He says: “Whatever the green one of those is.”

Then he spots a lime on the bar and says, “That. I want that.”

HE DOES NOT KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A LIME AND A LEMON. A HUMAN BEING MAN WHO HAS A WALLET AND CLOTHES AND HAS BEEN ON EARTH FOR AT LEAST THREE DECADES - CALLS A LIME “THE GREEN FRUIT.”

PLEASE STOP CALLING AMERICA THE GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD.

THANK YOU, THE MGMT.