I bet you’d be fun to hang out with.
Nah, it wasn’t Jesus. I would gladly have given Jesus a taste of my food.
Assuming that He presented proper I.D., of course.
Heh.
If He turns your dinner wine to water, is that good enough? Assuming He turns it back afterwards?
Actually, I offered the information that they were “original.” He asked “baby backs?” He had at least heard of baby back ribs, that much is certain.
Hey, I didn’t say “universally known,” just well known.
Their website currently lists 7 restaurants located in the province of Ontario and 22 other locations across Canada.
They also have a restaurant in Ontario, California.
Since this has taken a 90-degree turn from the OP, does anybody want to tell the joke about Jesus walking into the Irish bar where three old Irishmen were taking their after-dawn libations?
Maybe a bit audacious. Maybe a bit rude. But nothing terrible. IMHO if you don’t want to be bothered by anybody when you’re eating, don’t eat in public.
For advanced play either spot the alien spy, or play spot the invisible man.
I will never again think “I’m the only person who does this” about anything.
For me, holes in the wrist would be sufficient ID.
Yeah. That and the halo.
I like to play “Spot the undercover security guy” in malls. They usually give themselves away by talking into their sleeves or collars, though.
I loooove Tony Roma’s ribs. I was never much of a rib person (mostly because I didn’t know how to eat them) until introduced to Tony Roma’s. Now we go there every birthday because we get the birthday gift certificates. Mmmm, original back ribs.
I waitress at my mother’s Thai restaurant during breaks and holidays. I have had a good number of people stop me while I’m carrying food to another table and ask what it was that I was carrying. Doesn’t seem like a big thing. But a few of those people asked me to stop and inspect the food. If I hadn’t swung the dish away in time, I swear some of them would have even asked if they could sample those dishes! :eek:
A few times I had to tell them that the food belonged to someone else, and if they wanted to inspect the food and taste it, they could order it themselves. They got pretty peeved when I said that. Geez.
It seems that there’s an obligatory response to this type of thread that no one has posted yet, so here goes…
[homer simpson]
MMMmmmmmm… riiiiii-iiiiiiiiiiibs
[/homer sompson]
There’s a totally cool radio contest going at the moment called “The Fugitive” - the radio station gives out clues once an hour as to the whereabouts up to the fugitive. Based on that, you go around asking people “Are you the fugitive?” If you ask the correct person, you win R1000 (what’s that, somewhere in the neighborhood of 175 bucks, I think at the moment?) for each hour the Fugitive has been at large. I only wish I had a car - I’d be scouring the streets of Johannesburg, asking everyone in sight if they were a fugitive.
I’m just wondering how many people, when approached by some person in search of “The Fugitive” will run fleeing when someone comes up to them and asks them if they’re a fugitive.
Totally off topic, I know, but all the “Spot the…” talk made me think of it.
I was thinking more along the lines of taking a big bite and then answering with a mouth full of food, doing the whole open mouth chewing/talking thing.
“Theeshus uughur buurglush baasvidchuss uurglushivlnass”
What?
Jesus tap-dancing Christ on a cracker. Rufie isn’t being misanthropic. Some creepy guy interrupted his dinner and he decided to share it with us. Is that too whiny for you? Does the nature of his self-centered bitching get under your skin?
I’m tired of this answer becoming pat to this kind of comment. Yeah, don’t go to a Disney movie and complain about the kids being noisy. That’s absolutely right. But it’s not too much to ask to be left alone during dinner.
What a snide thing to say.
Oh step OFF. You’re the one escalating this into snideness and beyond.
It looks like you can’t tolerate differing opinions any more than you can tolerate unsolicited friendliness.
I’m an extremely friendly person. But I won’t interrupt your dinner and ask you stupid questions.
‘Unsolicited friendliness’ is an important phrase here. **UglyBeech ** seems to have read the OP and concluded the fellow was just asking a friendly couple of questions. **Hung Mung ** (and I) view the encounter as an interrogation and invasion of the privacy one normally expects even in a public place.
Perhaps it’s a regional difference. Where I grew up you simply *do not * approach a stranger in public that way, and so his innappropriate friendliness would be met with suspicion at the very least. I’ve got friends from other parts of the country who greet and smile at everyone, stopping to chat with complete strangers. When they visit me, they’re viewed with suspicion and get the cold shoulder. When I visit them, I’m perceived as stand-offish or stuck up because I mind my own business. None of us are wrong, just different, and eventually adapt to the new environment’s rules of behaviour.