…and get off my lawn!

(Scene: Wegmans “Asian Wokery Bar” — a serve-yourself buffet line of Asian foods. A nicely-dressed woman, in her late 50s/early 60s proceeds to use the serving spoon to cut off a small piece of Lemon Pepper Chicken, picks the piece up with her fingers and eats it.)

Me: (holding my plate of potstickers with horrified look)…
Her: Don’t worry, dear, I didn’t touch it with my fingers.
Me: No, you didn’t, you just stole a piece.
Thief: (indignant) I was just trying it.
Me: (voice growing stronger) That’s stealing.
Entitlement Mentality Bitch: (louder) Do you WORK here???
Champion of the Little Guy who Follows the Rules: No, ma’am, I don’t. I just pay the $6.99 a pound like I’m supposed to, apparently so people like YOU can eat for free! (Geez…that sounds so “Jimmy Stewart“)

She huffed and walked away, and I fumed for about an hour.

Tacky, tasteless, crass. I usually don’t engage people in public over their behavior. But she wasn’t starving. She wasn’t poor. She just thought that the “no sampling” and “use utensils” rules couldn’t possibly apply to her and wanted to snitch a piece of chicken.

And on this one day, I was tired of people who break rules just because they want to. Grr.

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On a nicer note, last night WM and I went to our town’s “Second Saturday” event. There were artisans and musicians on the main street in town. We ate at the Tortilla Press. It’s a BYOB Mexican place, but even though I left the wine at home the meal was fantastic. I highly recommend it if you’re ever in my neck of the woods.

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By the way, I have a Twitter feed if you’re into that thing. I’m becoming more and more addicted to it.

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And speaking of addictions, this is day 2 without Mountain Dew, of which i was back to drinking 3 cans a day. And maybe a bottle from the machines at work.