Out Drinkin

*So recently, both the US and Korea were in a little program called the World Cup. Heard of it? Well, here in Korea it’s a huge deal! They even keep the subways open later on the nights that Korea plays. Although, I did just learn that the subway stays open later during the week then it does on the weekend!!! Like me, you might be saying, ah waaa? That’s right, the weekends are to be spent with your family, not out drinking with your friends! Silly, that’s what week days are for!
Anyways, back to the World Cup. Vicki and I, although not huge soccer fans we are well aware of the rules of the game, so we decided to give it a go and join the fans in Gangnam. It was pouring rain and every bar we went to we were turned away. At first, I thought it was because we were foreigners and the bars were full of Koreans so no waygooks allowed! But no, some young Korean girls with their skirts up to their hoo-ha’s were turned away too so we knew there must be another explanation. Well, the deal is most places you needed to have a reservation. There is no such thing as standing room only. You can’t order a beer and stand near the bar and drink it, noooo! You have to have a seat and a table or nothing at all! Strange right? Yeah, I thought so too.
So we ended up watching the first half of the game out in the rain, under umbrellas, drinking canned beer from the GS. The game was televised on a huge TV / billboard so we got to see if just fine, although my shoes were filling with rain water. At half time we decided to start out search for a bar with an open seat once again. We finally found one! Hooray!
Now this whole “much have a table thing” seems really strange, but the deal is that most places require you to buy ‘anju’ or snack foods in addition to your beer. So you can’t just order a 30$ pitcher of beer, you have to order squid, pancakes, or French fries too. Yet, Vicki was not aware of this rule after living in Korea for 7 years so its really just a law they enforce if you are with a Korean. If it is two waygooks then they don’t bother. Trying to translate this requirement for us in addition to having to translate their menu that has no English on it would be near impossible so Vicki and I are safe as long as we are just hanging out with each other.
*Vicki and I went to a bar near my house and got really excited when we saw the following on the menu: Red Beer, Blue Beer, Purple Beer, etc. So we thought, yes! We are gonna get a picture of us drinking every color of the rainbow! This is gonna be sweet! So I ordered the purple beer and she ordered the orange beer. Oh god! It was the worst beer I have ever, and I mean ever, drank in my entire life!!! In fact, I could only have 3 sips before abandoning it and ordering a regular beer.
What makes this beer so terrible you ask? Well, it was cheap Cass, which is not all that terrible by its self, but what makes it “Red, Yellow, Blue, etc” is the addition of fruit syrup. I know it might not sound that bad, but trust me, it really is worse then you are imagining. So the “purple beer” I had was full of raspberry syrup, and the “Orange Beer” contained peach syrup.
Dear Korea, stop making your already poor quality beer even worse.

Post for June

*Well I’m sorry to say I have been slacking in my blogging activities and I have no excuse for that. All I can say is that my mother and father came to visit me in Korea recently and I did so much sight seeing with them that after they left it took a week to regain my energy. Then, another week or two to get over the depression and alienation I felt in their absence. So, here I am, back again and in brighter spirits and ready to share my interesting stories with you all once again.
My parent’s visit was much like my visit to Japan, way too much information and activities to write about. I will give a short list of the activities I shared with my parents: went to the beach, Korean National Museum, open air market, Han river boat cruise, Insadong tea house, the presidential Blue House, Gyeongbok palace, Hanok traditional village, the giant Buddha statue near Coex, and Lotte World amusement park. Hard to believe they were only here 4 full days! I think I am now officially a certified Seoul tour guide! Let me know if you would like to schedule a tour with me (within the next 4 months of course).
*In other news, I got a new desk! I’ve gone from a seat as a secretary to a seat as a sajanim, or boss. (I started using the term ‘saj’ for short, kinda close to serg. which is short for sergeant). Now I have a nice corner desk with a window right behind me! I guess maybe I have earned the right not to have someone looking over my shoulder constantly?
* I was talking to one of my friends from work, Dasom, about some of the cultural difference I have come across and she made some good observations too that I never noticed before. She said that Korea doesn’t have any drive thrus. No drive thru coffee, fast food, or in some selected states drive thru liquor stores. And yes, I have been through a drive thru liquor store in Kentucky so I know we have them in the U.S. But not here in Korea. I guess because of the limited land they have to work with, drive thrus just aren’t feasible.
She also said that Korean friends do not go to each other’s homes. This I thought was really strange. I mean, that’s what we do in the U.S. If someone is going to bridge the gap between coworker or study buddy to a friend, this transition occurs by inviting them into your home. So when I was feeling down because I had only been to 3 people’s homes in the past 8 months, she explained that that is totally normal. For Korean’s, they always just meet up outside the home at bars, restaurants, or movie theaters. They don’t invite each other over to watch movies or have a BBQ, that just isn’t done. I felt a lot better after she explained that to me.
* Dasom also helped me find a vet to get Tokey Pokey fix (and no, I don’t mean BBQed, stewed, or shish kebab) and I taught her two new English words: spay and neuter. Dasom and I walked to the local vet’s office and she talked to him for me. He seemed really surprised that I wanted to have my rabbit fixed. He does it all the time for cats and dogs, but this was his first rabbit. He said he would try. And although that statement didn’t instill a great confidence in his ability, I also knew that this was probably my best hope of finding someone to do the procedure.
Now I know what you must be thinking, why do this procedure in the first place? Well, once Tokey Pokey reached sexual maturity he started pooping and peeing everywhere! All that hard work to get him potty trained when he was a baby was wasted! I also know that I most likely cannot bring him home to the states with me. And if he is no longer potty trained, I would have a hard time finding a good home for him with a replacement mommy.
!!!!!!This is very important, please skip this next section if you are grossed out easily. Just go to the next * instead of reading further!!!!! I took him to vet today and dropped him off, hoping for the best. I returned in the afternoon with my fingers crossed that everything went well. I came into the office and the vet went into the back room and brought back Tokey Pokey’s testicles on a paper towel. He said, “Testicles,” and I said “Ohh, ohhh.” I think he registered the look of shock on my face and put the paper towel down in front of me at the reception desk and went back to go retrieve my rabbit. I was thinking to myself, “What in the hell am I suppose to do with these? Earrings? Soup?” I was so grossed out!
When he brought the box with Tokey in it I just grabbed it, thanked them, and left with both hands full so I didn’t have to worry about taking his testicles in a “to go box” with a ribbon tied around it! I know that sounds terrible but if you have been to Korea, you know it is all about presentation; they box up your left over food at restaurants and tie beautiful bows around it, so I was half expecting them to try to make me wait while they did that to Tokey’s parts.
*Ok, always end on a happy note. So I love a Korean animal TV show! I’ve told you about it in previous posts. This past show was great! There was a baby chicken and it was best friends with a cat! The cat would lay down and then the baby chick would jump on top of it and start pecking the fleas off, or pecking the ear mites etc. The cat would eventually get tired of this and get up to walk away and the baby chick would follow the cat every where it went. The owner even built a little dog house type structure for the cat and chicken to share. So cute!
Another great episode showed a mamma hen who had her chicks taken away from her. She was feeling motherly and had no one to love so she adopted some baby guinea pigs! So freaking cute! These five or so piggys would all cuddly under her like she was one of those pet store plastic igloos! And she would just sit on top of them, keeping them warm?
* Oh I almost forgot, I made a Kook Bok! Its my account of all the Korean dishes I have made so far. I'm not done with it yet, I didn't finish describing how to make the last dish, but the rest are up and available. http://www.wix.com/rbazant/Korean Kook Bok

South South Korea

• This weekend Sunny, her husband, and I went on a road trip to the southern part of the country. Sunny’s husband drove while us girls snoozed in the back seat for the 4 or 5 hour drive Friday night after work. Sunny’s husband was competing against 15 of his co-workers that weekend at a country club. Surprisinly, he won first place; even after only getting 2 hours of sleep that night. Her husband was sharing a room with 3 other guys and I think they spent to evening drinking and singing. Sunny and I on the other hand cleaned up and then went right to bed. We had a big day ahead of us and needed our rest. So no matter how many text messages she got asking for us to join the party she turned them all down.
• The next morning we were up at 7 and packed and out of the hotel before 8. Sunny drove us further south to a green tea farm. It was beautiful! Rows and rows of green tea growing on a hill side. We climbed to the top of the mountain and were rewarded with a breathtaking ocean view. Then, we made our way down the back side of the mountain, the shady side with no tea, and were rewarded once again with another 2 breathtaking views. The first was of fresh, cool, water falls. The second was of an ajima (pushy, older married Korean woman) who passed me on going down the trail in high heels. It was muddy and rocky from the waterfalls but that didn’t stop ajima! My jaw dropped! But surprisingly, she wasn’t the only Korean girl I saw hiking in heels, but she was the only one hiking faster then me.
• After a lovely lunch of seafood bimbibap we went to the next green tea farm. But not before getting our very own green tea plants! Now I can make my very own fresh green tea, I don’t even need to dry the leaves first, just take it straight from the source. At our next green tea farm I we were able to wander down the rows of bushes and found some green tea seeds. So hopefully since I can’t bring the actual plants home, I can bring some seeds and start my own plants when I get back.
Oh, I almost forgot, we also enjoyed some yummy green tea ice cream. So once I grow my plants back home, I am expecting to borrow mom’s ice cream maker and make my own green tea ice cream too!
• Next, we went to a famous Korean author’s museum. There was a really nice lotus pond and a replica setting for his book. It included homes and tools that the characters used in the book. Without knowing much about the book asides from the setting, which was the period after the war, it seemed like a Cinderella type story. Rich guy or girl falls in love a poor person of the opposite sex that works for their family. The replica village was very nicely done. You could go into the different rooms and practice using the various tools etc.
• After the author’s museum, we went to a folk village. This was not like any other Korean folk village I have been too. This one was actually a village. It was still active and in use by people who want to live a traditional life style. Sunny said that some of the houses were pensions and people pay to stay and live a “traditional Korean existence.” It was really neat to see people living, farming, like they have for decades; although they do have the addition of mechanical farm equipment like trucks and tractors. We were there before the sun set so I don’t know if they had electricity or not.
In addition to traditional homes, they also serve tourists traditional foods. One of these foods is bon-day-gee. Sunny was excited to share this dish with me. She bought a cup full and enthusiastically offered them to me. I should mention that bon-day-gee is a traditional dish from a time during the war when sources of protein were scarce. Bon-day-gee are cooked beetle larvae. Mmmmmm. And yes, I was brave enough to try it. It didn’t taste bad, and thank goodness they didn’t really pop in your mouth, just a squish. I have tactile sensitivity to any food that pops in my mouth like cherry tomatoes or fish roe.
When we were walking around the traditional village, snacking on bon-day-gee, we encountered a replica of a prisoners being punished. We got some great photos of our own form of punishment... being forced to eat bon-day-gee! Don’t worry, I am not going to have Sunny teach me how to make don-day-gee in cooking class so you are all safe from having to eat cooked larvae.
• After the traditional village, we drove to meet her husband in GwangJu. Here we had dinner together and then I boarded a bus for a 3.5 hour ride back to Seoul. Sunny and her husband live an hour away from my house on the other side of town so dropping me off at home would have been really out of the way for them. They were so nice. They helped me get my ticket, and her husband even boarded the bus with me and made sure I found my seat. So sweet of them! I slept the whole ride home. What a great weekend!

Cultural Differences

• I got a great book the other day, its called “Ugly Americans Ugly Koreans.” It has fantastic examples of how Korea and American behaviors and standards differ. It doesn’t pass any judgment, just states cases of where we differ in our expectations. For example, “Koreans tend to eat without much talking, and then get up and go. Americans tend to socialize a little, eat with moderate conversation, and then talk a great deal afterwards. Koreans are more likely to move to a new location after a meal.” It’s a really helpful for me. Plus, it confirms many of the interesting observations and generalizations I may come up with.
• I am fascinated by the cultural differences I encounter. For example, in the dressing rooms, you often have to take your shoes off before entering, and then there are a complimentary pair of high heels to wear, just incase you only had your flats with you. Also, as Melissa knows, even if you want a bigger size skirt or shirt, if you try it on and it looks good on you, the shop attendant may refuse to give you a different size. She may insist that it looks fine and will not get you a different size.
• Another difference is that if you buy a beer at the liquor store, you can pull out the folding chairs and folding table and sit down with your beer (or soju) and drink it right there in front of the store. It is so much better than drinking in a smoky bar! You can just sit out on the street drinking a beer, people watching, and enjoying snacks from the GS.
Really, in Korea, it seems like you can drink any where. My book says that public drunkenness is acceptable unlike in the states where it often holds a social stigma and may even land you jail. But here, it’s common to see businessmen dressed in fine suits staggering down the street. Or, drinking beer at the movie theater like it was a US sporting event. Which I think is a great practice by the way! Vicki and I got two beers and a bag of popcorn for less then $8 total!
Even I am guilty of drinking in public. One day Sunny and I went to TGIF and ordered dinner and long island ice teas. Unfortunately, Sunny realized after we ordered that because of a holiday schedule the last bus to her home that evening was leaving in half an hour. So we ate our meals as fast as we could. She then asked me if I though they would have “to go” containers, and I thought she was referring to our left over meals, but she wasn’t. She meant “to go” containers for our long island ice teas! Sure enough, they gave us “to go” cups with lids and straws so we could enjoy our long island ice teas on the bus ride home. Sunny then apologized for having to rush when eating our meal, and hoped my digestion would be ok. I told her it would be fine, and plus, I had “tea” to help my digestion hahah! Defiantly a funny bus ride home that night!
• Another difference here in Korea is that people like to dress up for all occasions. In fact, I don’t think I have ever seen a relaxed Korean in a t-shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. “You may seem some Koreans dressed more appropriately for an evening out at a fine restaurant than for a day hiking mountain trails.”
Yesterday it was pouring rain and girls were still walking around in mini skirts and open toed, high heel shoes. Rain or shine, they dress in style. This also goes for amusement parks. As my dad puts it, “You’re going to take photos when you are at the amusement park so you need to look good.” Makes sense right? This must be why the raft ride at amusement park has a huge tarp in the center that you pull over your body so you won’t get wet. I mean, you want to ride the rapids, but you also can’t get that silk skirt soaked, right?
• A lot of differences have to do with having and raising kids. An example I see often, and is stated in my book is that Korean parents are indifferent to the children disturbing others in public. “Most Koreans do not seem to be bothered in the least by children running around and making noise in public. Americans, on the other hand, think children should be strictly controlled in public by their parents.”
Oh, I also learned that when a Korean woman is pregnant she will have a lot of tangerines or oranges. I guess the fresh smell is supposed to help with the morning sickness. So, if you see a woman eating tangerines or oranges you can joke around that maybe she is pregnant.
After a woman gives birth she can go stay at a special care facility. Here, there are nurses to care for your baby 24 hours a day, and the job of the new mother is to sleep and eat. The mother can see her baby whenever she wants to, but her primary job is to take a few days to recover before being required to go back home and care for the new baby, her husband, and her household.
I think this is a great system. Maybe I should open up one of these facilities in Manhattan Beach or some other neighborhood where people can afford it. I would offer recovery yoga, facials and massages, etc. Too bad new born babies creep me out otherwise this could have been a great new business to pursue. You know me, I don’t think babies get cool till they are over a year old.
Another interesting difference I learned about is that Mothers lose their identity after having a child. I was talking to a woman who has two children and she explained to me that only at our work is she called by her name. Teachers, other parents, and even her own parents do not call her by her name. Once you become a mother you are referred to as such. So for example my mom would no longer be called Susan by her parents. They would call her “mother of my grandchild Renee.” Parents would call her “Mother of Renee,” or “Mother of Angela.”
I explained that as a teacher, I would only refer to a third party this way. So, I might say, “Nick’s mom came in to talk to me today.” Or maybe a parent referring to another parent from the same class may use this as well; “I invited Jane’s mom to help set up for the party.” But we would never directly call this person “Jane’s mom,” or “Nick’s mom.”
The woman from work said that there is now a change among some mothers because they feel they are losing their sense of self. I mean, to exist as “Susan” for the first 25 or so years of your life, and then all of a sudden, not to be called this any more, even by your own parents? I can see that this must be extremely difficult for a woman. You cease to be that person any more; your only importance now lies in your title as mother to this child. So, she said that some mothers are trying to use their real names with each other, but this is difficult to do. It’s just not customary, and breaking customs around here is frowned upon.

Not Japan but Korea

• So long time no write huh? Sorry about that! Every spare minute I had went to making my own website. That’s right! It was Allie Pippin’s idea, and Lucas’ prompting, that lead me to develop a website featuring pictures and descriptions of the activities I have participated in. Check it out if you have any free time. http://www.wix.com/rbazant/Resume_Bazant
• Well, since I have not written in so long I am afraid I must skip over the rest of my Japan trip. Really, you are just missing too many Korea stories so I can’t hold off on updating you on that. So if you are dying to know more about it please take a look at the Japan photos on my Facebook page.
• Asides from keeping busy making that website, I also have been keeping busy at the gym. Guess what Jackie, I started running again. Well, I walk for two minutes then run for 4. I do this for half an hour and burn 275 calories, twice a week. Then, I do other weight lifting and ab exercises afterwards.
I even get my friend Sunny to go with me sometimes. Although she is an expert at finding excuses not to workout with me. One time she came over to my house claiming that she didn’t have shoes to workout in so she couldn’t go. I gave her a pair of complimentary Lotte Hotel slippers to wear and told her we are going anyways! The next time she told me that we should make kimbap for our work picnic. I told her it was a great idea and we would defiantly make kimbap after we worked out! Hahaha! I won’t take any excuses from her!
• I mentioned making kimbap for my work picnic, but Sunny has been teaching me to make other Korean dishes as well. I have also made yubu chobap, and kim mu chim. Yubu chobap is actually Japanese. It’s the bean curds filled with rice. Kim mu chim is a seaweed salad with sautéed garlic stems. It is better than it sounds I promise. I have also been using my rice cooker. I love it! I will never cook rice in a pot on the stove again! If you don’t have one and you cook rice once a week or more, this is a must have item for your kitchen!
• Asides from working out and having cooking class together, Sunny and I also took a pottery class. It was my first time using a pottery wheel. It’s much harder than it looks. I needed a lot of help from the teacher, who didn’t speak any English asides from “Stop!” So, she would yell stop and take over for a bit and fix what ever I did wrong, and then hand it back over to me. It was a great experience. It will be fired and sent to my office sometime in the next week, so pictures of the final product will be available soon.
• The other weekend my friends Sai, Jay, Jay’s girlfriend, and I went to a house in the countryside. It was an artist’s compound with different cabins for showing films, displaying photography, and everyday living. It was amazing. It’s what I want to have someday. We got to enjoy a bimbibap buffet and listen to a concert by the pond. It was very special. I hope that someday I have a place similar to this and I can share it with you all as well.
• Oh, one last story before I end this blog entry (next blog will be stories of how Koreans and Americans differ). So I like to style my hair differently every day. I have short hair so I like to have fun with it. Some days I have my bangs out, sometimes they are to the side, or I may pull them back for a bump-it look. Other times I may put a headband in and wear the back wavy. Well, I get asked almost daily if I cut my hair. It’s really funny. Most of the girls at work wear their hair long and straight. Its strange, guys have really creative hair cuts and obviously spend time styling it, but the girls don’t often style their hair differently day to day like I do. So the result is… “oh, did you get a hair cut?” I just chuckle and say, “no, I just pulled it back /pined it up / let it down etc.”

Japan Day 1-2

• I know you all wanted to hear about my Japan adventure but I have been so busy every since my return I hardly had a chance to unpack. In fact, my carry on bag is still sitting in the living room area much to Tokey Pokey’s delight; jump on the bag, jump off the bag, jump on the bag, jump off the bag etc. Although it has been a while, I will try my best to remember the events that will interest you all most. I’ll leave the mushy romantic stuff to a minimum.
• So before I went to Japan I needed to get the rail pass. Apparently, you can not buy the Japan Rail Pass in Japan; it needs to be purchased through a travel agency or through JAL before you get there. So Lucas got his from a travel agency in the US and I tried calling JAL to get mine. They took down my flight information and said ‘yes’ then hung up. I had no idea what that meant. So I figured I would just figure it out at the airport. Well I went to the airport and the first person I talked to had no idea that JAL sold rail passes, not a promising start. She then asked her manager, who also had no clue. I asked if there was anyone else around that I could speak to and she pointed to a reservation desk. I walked over there and said “Rail Pass” and he pulled up a ticket with my name on it. Oh thank goodness! He had it all ready to go. So who ever I gave my info to over the phone did do something with it. I was happy to see things were going my way after all, until I hit a road block, of course! I pulled out Korean won to pay for the ticket and he said, “No, only Japanese yen or U.S. dollar.” What? I am still in Korea correct?!?! I had to take out more money from the ATM and exchange it to yen so I could get my rail pass. Long story short, I finally got the stupid pass. Which was a good thing because Lucas and I took the trains all over Japan. We went from Tokyo to Kyoto to Osaka and back again.
• Our first full day in Tokyo we went to a beautiful cherry blossom garden. I couldn’t believe our luck. These trees bloom for 2 weeks out of the year and we were there to witness it. I really can’t describe how beautiful it was. But I got some amazing photos to prove it. I really wanted to paint a picture of it though. There were so many people in the park painting.
That first day we also went to an electrons mega mall. But what I liked best was going to the fish market and beer museum. We went to the Tsukji Fish Market and found ourselves a great little shop to have sushi at. Freshest sushi I have ever had. Oh and for those of you who don’t know yet, I did start eating fish so I truly could enjoy the sushi.
After a sushi lunch, we went to the Yebisu Beer Museum. It wasn’t much of a museum although it had a few cool items like an old music box and some paintings of Japanese flappers. The good part was getting draft Yebisu beers.
• Day 2 we took the bullet rain from Tokyo to Osaka. It is unbelievably expensive! It was close to 100$ one way, for a 3 hour train trip. But it was the bullet train so I guess 3 hours was making good time compared to other trains we could have taken. Since we already bought our rail passes, we already paid for using as many trains as we wanted to for 7 days.
In Osaka we walked around a mega mall and went to a fish market as well. I saw the world’s largest edamame beans at that market! They were the size of a giants thumbs!!!
Lucas also went to and onsen, which is a bathhouse, at our hotel. I couldn’t go because I had tattoos, the sign said that I must refrain from, “drunkenness and tattooed.” So I just sat with a beer in a bubble bath and read my book in the tub while Lucas was making new friends. You need to ask him to tell that story.

Not Japan Part 2

• The other day I got a great art set from my friend Vicki (thanks again Vicki!!!!). We went together to the Andy Warhol exhibit and she brought the art set with her. It has oil pants, pastels, colored pencils, acrylics, and water colors. I can’t wait to get started on my first art project!
I can’t say I was all that inspired by the Andy Warhol exhibit, but I can see how his work has influenced pop art still being made today by other artists. I am glad that I did get to see his work in person; I had only seen photos of it in art class, oh, and in the movie Basquiat.
• I was watching that crazy Korean animal show on TV again. This time there was a man and his horse and they were sharing carrots and bowls of macoli (rice wine). Reminds me of the time Melissa was trying to give Tokey Pokey macoli, which for some strange reason he decided to drink it. It also showed a rabbit in a cute knitted sweater. Looks like I might have a new knitting project!!! Somehow I think Tokey Pokey would eat the sweater before I could even get the thing on him.
• The other day was my 10 year anniversary. This means I have been cancer free for 10 years. My friend Sai, from the Craigslist hiking club, and I went to a beautiful Buddhist temple and then to a German brewery to celebrate. It was a great day, and the best part was that there was not a crappy Korean beer in sight! No Cass or Hite at this place. The bar was called Octoberfest and they made good Wit beer served with lemon, instead of orange, but I can hardly demand perfection, I was just so happy it wasn’t Korean crap beer!
I also had some special anniversary celebrations with my girls from work. At lunch time, my friend Jae and I went for seafood rice soup and then out for tea and shared a cupcake. She had bought a chocolaty, fudgy, yummy cupcake from Paris Baguette and put large 1 and 0 candles in it for me. I got to blow out the candles and wish for another 10 years cancer free. It was so sweet of her!
My friend Hye Jung also gave me a little box of 4 different flavored cupcakes to celebrate the occasion. I was able to cut the cupcakes into 4 pieces each so that everyone who went out to dinner with me that night could have one piece of each. Sunny, Dasom, Hui Kyung, and I went out for Thai food that night after work and shared the cupcakes.
At first I was really upset that I couldn’t spend my anniversary with my family and friends from home, but my new friends here really made my anniversary special. And getting all that facebook love from my friends back home also helped me get over the fact that I am far from home and had do drop the plans I had once made for this momentous occasion.
• Now for some strange and gross stories… Vicki and I went out for lunch after we went to the Andy Warhol exhibit and we ordered a pizza to share. When they served the pizza they also gave us a bowl of what looked like apple sauce. Now, I have had honey in a bowl as a side for dipping the pizza but not apple sauce. But I thought, well, if they serve honey with pizza, why not apple sauce? Alas, as I should have known, things never taste like what I expect them to. It wasn’t apple sauce at all. Any guesses? Answer: pineapple. It had the right consistency and color of apple sauce but no, it was defiantly pineapple.
• Warning, this next story is once again about girls pooping. The other day at work I found myself in the middle of a girl-poop-sandwich!!! Let me explain that one. There are three toilets in the ladies room at work, and only the middle stall was open. Turns out that the girls in both the occupied stalls were taking their poop breaks. Hence how I came to be in the middle of a girl-poop-sandwich. One girl was flipping news paper pages, and the other one was using the bidet to wash her butt off so I was certain they were on their poop breaks. I don’t think I will ever get used to this!!!!