Confessions of a quiche whore in a bad relationship.
I’m a quiche whore in a bad relationship. Since the 3rd week of class I have been whoring myself at the Xs counter in hopes of scoring. It started innocently enough. I went to Xs for a Mocha-Snooty-Latte and a muffin. While I waited...I began reading. After catching up on current events, I started on the menu. Suddenly those magical words appeared: QUICHE!!!
They had three kinds: Broccoli and cheese, Italian Sausage and Red Pepper and finally, Spinach with roasted Garlic and Goat cheese! I was in heaven. I immediately ordered one. They didn’t have my first choice of the Spinach, so I went with Italian. Bellisimo. That quiche was all I talked about for two days! I couldn’t wait for our next class, so I could go to Xs.
Sunday. Once again, Xs didn’t have my spinach quiche, but it was ok. I was still in my honeymoon phase with quiche and this letdown didn’t bother me. I went with broccoli and cheese.
Yet another week went by. Once again I whored myself at the counter. And once again they had no Spinach. I was mildly annoyed, but accepted the behavior. They had a bad day, I’m sure. It won’t happen again.
Oh, but it did! And it’s still happening! These are pre-made quiches people! Order a box and stick it in the fridge. It’s not rocket science. It’s food item made in bulk from reconstituted egg product! There is no 5-star French chef tucked away in the back slaving away over ANY of the menu items, so it can’t be that difficult to actually HAVE the stuff you promise!
Three months and no spinach quiche!!!! Take it off the damn menu if you’re not going to serve it and stop toying with me!
On Saturday I will be going to the counter, hoping for my quiche. And once again the goth-hipster wannabe will tell me that they are out of quiche. YOU CAN’T BE OUT OF SOMETHING YOU NEVER CARRY IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!
I realize that is just a quiche and that there are far better things I should be worrying about, like passing Words and Images. But I do worry about those other important matters a lot. I just want a little reprieve in the form of a spinach quiche. Is that too much to ask, Jay?
They had three kinds: Broccoli and cheese, Italian Sausage and Red Pepper and finally, Spinach with roasted Garlic and Goat cheese! I was in heaven. I immediately ordered one. They didn’t have my first choice of the Spinach, so I went with Italian. Bellisimo. That quiche was all I talked about for two days! I couldn’t wait for our next class, so I could go to Xs.
Sunday. Once again, Xs didn’t have my spinach quiche, but it was ok. I was still in my honeymoon phase with quiche and this letdown didn’t bother me. I went with broccoli and cheese.
Yet another week went by. Once again I whored myself at the counter. And once again they had no Spinach. I was mildly annoyed, but accepted the behavior. They had a bad day, I’m sure. It won’t happen again.
Oh, but it did! And it’s still happening! These are pre-made quiches people! Order a box and stick it in the fridge. It’s not rocket science. It’s food item made in bulk from reconstituted egg product! There is no 5-star French chef tucked away in the back slaving away over ANY of the menu items, so it can’t be that difficult to actually HAVE the stuff you promise!
Three months and no spinach quiche!!!! Take it off the damn menu if you’re not going to serve it and stop toying with me!
On Saturday I will be going to the counter, hoping for my quiche. And once again the goth-hipster wannabe will tell me that they are out of quiche. YOU CAN’T BE OUT OF SOMETHING YOU NEVER CARRY IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!
I realize that is just a quiche and that there are far better things I should be worrying about, like passing Words and Images. But I do worry about those other important matters a lot. I just want a little reprieve in the form of a spinach quiche. Is that too much to ask, Jay?
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