Today is a rainy, thundery Friday, so we decided to put in an order for sushi delivery here at work. This was the best sushi I've had in a while, like from God's personal sushi stash. The rice was fluffy, the avacodo was fresh, and the wasabi was POTENT. Here is an exchange between me and TheCoworker:
Me: ok I just had a wasabi accident
Me: my eyelids are sweating
Me: I ate like the whole wasabi ball Me: haha
TheCoworker: that first sentence made me laugh!
TheCoworker: are you ok?
Me: it was a fleeting problem, luckily
TheCoworker: i'm having a mini-accident myself with every piece
Me: a big chunk stuck to my ginger
Me: uh oh just had another accident
Me: this one is bad
Me: I think I have a nose bleed!
Me: ok and we're back
TheCoworker: i imagine you passing out momentarily and then coming back
Me: yeah that’s kinda what happened
Me: the whole world was wasabi green for a brief period in time
Me: btw I'll give you a dollar if you can figure out a creative way to sneak "a big chunk stuck to my ginger" into a meeting here
BTW...I think my fortune cookie just insulted me. My fortune was "Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow you may diet." I MAY diet, or I SHOULD diet? Be real with me, cookie!