A Propos of Nothing
Scene: A grocery store in Southern Ontario
OM: Excuse me, where do you keep the tahini?
Adolescent Stock Boy: The tzatziki?
OM: No, tahini. It’s a sesame street paste.
ASB: Sesame Street?
OM: Yes, sesame street.
ASB: [obviously wondering if Miss Mussel is suffering from some sort of mental defect]
OM: Oh no! Wait. I meant sesame seed.
ASB: Sesame seed…oh, that’s Aisle 7, bottom shelf near the almond butter.
OM: Thanks. Ummm…before you go, where might a person find the tai chi latte mix?
ASB: You mean chai tea?
OM: [defeated] Yes. Oh dear. I think I should just go home now.
ASB: That’s probably a good idea.
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Yassha on 
Tina on 
Rebecca on 
> the tai chi latte mix
*imagines latte mix moving as if taking part to a tai chi class*
ROTFL!!! :D
The mix-up happens almost every time Miss Mussel visits Starbucks as well. Perhaps it is time to switch to espresso. It doesn’t taste as good but there is less chance of looking like an ass while ordering.
Great intelligence often turns on itself like that That’s why I practice saying “tall drip” in the mirror.