Thursday, March 15, 2012

You know that Bitch named Karma?

I think she's out to get me.
Let me explain.
Yesterday, Vicki and I went to a really good Greek restaurant for lunch.
Country Kabob #2, to be exact.
The food was amazing and they gave ginormous portions.

Now, normally, I'm not a leftovers person.
In fact, I kind of hate them.
But for Country Kabob #2? I was willing to make an exception.

So fast forward to yesterday evening,
I had just parked and was walking up to V-Dizzle's place, leftovers in tow.
My mouth watering just imagining that Greek goodness that would soon be devoured for my dinner.

When all of a sudden, this man approached me, eyes on my prize.
He sort of looked like this. 
You know...sweet, nice...and hungry?

He then said these four words to me:
"Do you have leftovers?"

To which I didn't even hesitate to reply:
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm actually already giving them to someone else..."

Go ahead.
Judge me.
I freaking lied to the hungry homeless man!
I couldn't give my leftover Greek goodness to him because I was giving them to "someone else"?!
Yeah, that "someone else" is ME!

I'm ashamed, I really am.
But before you completely write me off and hate me,
let me just remind you of that one time I selflessly paid for that one guy's Subway.
So maybe they cancel each other out and Karma won't come and curse me?

I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to spend my Thursday doing random acts of kindness 
to anyone around in order to make up for this one.

{And because it would be horrible of me to say, I will not tell you how amazing those leftovers tasted.}



  1. hahahah.. poor little old man! Wait why am I laughing?! The bad ju-ju is rubbing off.. lol totally kidding!!

  2. oh noooo!
    i love food.
    but i love sweet old men.
    that is my ultimate dilemma right there. I'm stressed just thinking about it! xoxo

  3. Ut oh!!!! You better start donating, girlfriend ;)

  4. OH MY GOODNESS! Funniest story ever! Maybe if he hangs around that area a lot you could go back and give him something else? I know what you were thinking though, sometimes you just loooove something so much you can't wait to eat it again!
    Karma is a b*tch and I've dealt with her before. :/

  5. Oh, Honey, I never thought I'd say I'm disappointed in you :( I'm so sad for the hungry homeless guy.

  6. Two things:

    1. I despise leftovers.

    2. I want to be your best friend.

    Swap buttons with me?

  7. Alright hold up. Two things. (I like to number off all the things I have to say in my comments for you. Thanks for giving me lots to work with, it makes my job here a lot easier.)
    1. What is up with foreign food restaurants numbering their restaurants. We have an Indian restaurant here in downtown Ventura called Indian Restaurant #4 or something like that. Um, aside from the very statistical and point forward name....where are the other three??? Where's #1, #2, and #3? And really? That's the best name you could come up with? Apparently it's a trend among foreign joints? I'm confused.

    and 2. Um I just had a similar event happen to me the other night. I was on my way to get ice cream. It was night time. It was raining. I was getting out of my car. And this little older woman, who was actually dressed pretty nice with a little suitcase asked me for "$20" because she was short in paying for her hotel room. I said, "no sorry, I don't have any cash" even though that was a lie. I got my ice cream and then left. And then felt AWFUL. And doomed, considering I had just bought my first lotto ticket ever in life earlier that day and was anticipating coming home and seeing if I won the whopping 200 million. I just thought, RATS... that woman was a TEST of God to see if I was worthy of winning the lottery and I just FAILED. Epically. I immediately called my Mom and asked for her advice/see if I should turn around and go back-give her the $20 bucks and maybe even offer her a ride to the hotel, to which my mom responded, "Noooo, that woman is a scam... she and others go around Ventura doing that all the time. I got cornered like that once at the ATM and I fell for it. Gave the lady $40 bucks because she said she had a cab on it's way that she couldn't pay for, but after I gave her the money, she got in her car and drove away."

    Sighs of relief. Still, I didn't win the lottery. But that ice cream was tasty.

    With all of that being said, you should feel awful about not giving that man your food.

    Kidding. I'm obviously just as guilty of saying "no" as an initial response.

    Hey. How about THAT for a comment. XO! :)



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