Tonight I stopped at the Taco Bell drive-thru. Oh, you haven't heard about the new wedding diet? It's the Wedding (Taco) Bell diet. It's all the rage. Ok, not really. Anyhow, as I pulled up to the window, the employee looks at me for a second and says, "Do you have a date tonight?" I looked at him, flashed my ring and said, "Only with my fiance." He proceeded to get my food, take my money, and ask me again because he apparently didn't hear me the first time. "What did you say?," he asked, seemingly hopeful. I pointed to my ring and said, "I have a date with my fiance." "Oh," he said, "Have a nice night!" I wonder how many times he's tried that line on his drive-thru line.
I really didn't have a date with Brent as he had to work late, so I decided to be a good fiancee and not watch 24 without him. While I TiVo'd it, I worked off (hopefully) most of my Taco Bell with a little Dance Dance Revolution. One hour, 200 calories, and the equivalent of jogging 4.05 miles later, I am exhausted yet content. I made it to the third level, from light to standard AND scored a perfect 100 steps! I tried not to keep looking at my neighbors' windows in between songs, probably a good 200+ feet away. We have a balcony that blocks a lot of our living room, but I imagine the neighbors can still see the torso of some wacky girl jumping up and down as she scurries to hop on the arrows. Quite a sight, I imagine.
"The dance is tomorrow. She's a cheerleader, you've seen Star Wars 47 times. You do the math." - Neil Schweiber, Freeks and Geeks
Nan, that's hysterical about the torso over the window! I linked you too! I KNOW You will like my Tues story!
ReplyDelete(I wanna go to LA!)
Mrs. Mogul, come to LA! It's a nice little town. You'll enjoy it. :)
ReplyDeleteSomeone should draw the dude a diagram:
ReplyDeleteTaco Bell = Not Impressed
Heheh. Dude.
Taco Bell? For shame!
ReplyDeleteHow many people hook it up with drive thru guys I wonder...
Taco Bell? C'mon! I thought you were better than that. I will NEVER eat there again (it was both my and my fiance's first job). Blech!
ReplyDelete::hangs head in shame::
ReplyDeleteI know, I know. Taco Bell is not the best choice. It's not even remotely Mexican.
And I understand what you're saying about job traumatization, Jen. After a year at a movie theater (back in 95), I still have a hard time eating popcorn.