Tuesday, September 29, 2009

“Donner, party of 1.”

…. I’m standing at the outside door by my classroom before school this morning.  I’m holding the door open, enjoying the breeze and smell of breakfast in the air.  One of my coworkers walks up from the parking lot and I say to her as I sniff the air:

Kinda smells like toast out here.”

Yeah, that’s the crematorium next door, they must be burning bodies today.”

…. Lost my appetite after that.  May not ever be able to enjoy toast again.

sartin

7 comments:

A Paperback Writer said...

Oh, that's better than our academic team at the mortuary!!!
Bwaaa-haa-haa!

And I used to smell toast all the time in Edinburgh when the wind blew (which was 95% of the time). It took me a few weeks to figure out it was a brewery (yeast) I could smell. But I'll take that over a crematorium any day.

A Paperback Writer said...

Oh, and nice title.


And even though we get the smell of manure on the fields in the spring, you still win for grossness.

Max said...

At least your academic team didn't think "mmm, that smells yummy."
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One time my family was meeting at TGIFridays for dinner and when I put in the reservation I told them the name was Donner and there were 12 of us. It took a lot longer for them to get us a table, and my niece and her husband had left by the time they called "Donner, party of 12." I wish I could say that I actually said it, but I thought about saying "Well, we're only 10 now, we got kind of hungry waiting."

This Place is a Disaster! said...

While dating my husband I would often smell yummy restaraunts in the air as we aproached his front dor in Ogden. One day I commented on it . . ."Yeh, that's the dog food factory," he said.
Ew-K.

Max said...

Mmmmm, dog food. Funny how our sense of smell can be so deceiving.

A Paperback Writer said...

I told this story in my GT class today. They all laughed, but no one laughed harder than the mortician's son, who actually covered his face with his hands because he was laughing so hard.

Max said...

Good. Making people laugh, and venting, are what I blog for. It's good to be acheiving my goals.