I had one of those slow motion moments today where I half wished that I had a video camera. You know those times when you just can't prevent an action fast enough while you scream "noooooo" mentally? I was sitting in my car looking at a salad in a parking lot. I too, was wondering why there was a salad in a parking lot. I knew it was from Cafe Rio, I recognized the huge tinfoil salad plate and the accompanying side of dressing. I was mostly confused why someone chose not to finish the salad because it is notoriously yummy. I was even more confused as to why that person then placed it perfectly in the middle of a parking space with the dressing cup right next to it.
Perhaps the vegetarian hoodlum had a clue as to what would happen next. A nicely washed car pulled up and ran over the salad while I watched in horror. The ranch splashed everywhere and the girl was completely clueless as to what she hit. I was too frozen to mutter "You just ran over a salad" because I didn't want her to think I was somehow connected to the ranch dressing debacle. I wish I had rolled down the window and said "You just ran over a salad." because I'll never get to say that again. Excuse me now while I go form my new band "salad in a parking lot."
5 comments:
I would buy your album.
Maybe someone resented vegetables even more than the Gilmore girls do? Poor salad!
That needs to be pitched to Andy Samberg for an SNL Digital Short.
Salad in a Parking Lot? Now I'm wondering just what kind of music your band will play?!
Sometimes these moments just pass you by. You'll know for next time.
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