Double Platinum: Um, the original?
Me: No. The one (gestures to pull on a latex glove)...
Me: You know. The one with Michael Moore.
DP: Oh you mean Sicko.
Me: Yeah that one.
So today I scored 20 free burritos from Chipotle for my work friends.
I apparently had my business card pulled from a fish bowl at the Hyde Park establishment, much to the delight of the office.
So I ordered:
Notice I skipped the rice on that one.
Well, apparently the good people at Chipotle misunderstood our faxed-in order and nixed the rice on all 20 burritos.
So Double Platinum decided to call in and complain.
About an order of 20 free burritos.
Free. Burritos. Complaining. In my book - this is a grouping of words that would not appear in the analogy section of the SATs.
The rest of us newsroom ladies pretty much chastised DP as he picked up the phone to complain, and he mentioned that maybe we'd score another round of free food.
I was so embarrassed. I thought my name would be blacklisted from every Chipotle in the tri-state.
And then the clouds parted. The birds chirped. Angels sang.
More free burritos. Tomorrow. All with rice. Except mine.
What a great way to start a week.