Thursday, September 01, 2005
_The Further Adventures of Carrot Boy

So I'm standing in the kitchen of the coffee shop, running down my mental checklist of things I need to do this morning. I look up, and there's the little red-headed German woman standing in the door.

Me: in shock, frantically trying to figure out what's going on Uh, hi.

She blows me a kiss.

Me: still in shock, confusedly smiling Um, thanks...?
Her: Are you making carrot cake?
Me: Um, well, not right now.
Her: pouts
Me: But there's still some out there, and there's carrot muffins, too.
Her: smiling ear-to-ear So I can have an orgasmic experience later today?
Self: Whaaaa? pause Oh! Smile and nod! Smile and nod, dang it!
Me: *blink* *blink* Uh, yeah.

Then she turned, and bounced away, clapping and giggling all the while.

Me: *blink* *blink* Uh... ... ...What just happened here?
Coworker: dutifully controlling own laughter Different culture.
Me: *blink* *blink* I guess....


Also, apparently, on Sunday while I was at the hoe-down, everyone else went to dinner and were discussing how to market me. "Award-Winning Chef!" "Award-Winning Carrot Cake!" After this morning's incident, the coworker who witnessed the whole interchange said, "Award-Winning, Orgasmic Carrot Cake!" Hey, this is a family establishment! <sigh/>


Comments:

 
I need to try this cake, and meet this weird lady.


 
yay! i coined that name 'carrot boy'!! =P

wow, this carrot cake thing is the best thing that's happened to you!! ...well at least its the most amusing thing.


 
This whole pastry chef thing is the best thing to happen to me in a long time. It's interesting hanging out with a bunch of non-engineers, then dealing with a bunch of engineers. It's really a culture shock everyday, not just the different people, but the different work environments.


 
wait, are u saying we're boring?

(then again, i do miss hanging out with artists. they have blue/purple hair, and they're HOT. think of your little red-headed german woman, but the opposite.)


 
You don't even want to know what happens to me when I think about your carrot cake.


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