Best and Worst Things I Saw at the Santa Rosa Farmer's Market:
Worst: The spastic lady who kept poking me in the back with her purse while waiting in the line for Thai food, then kept jumping in front of me to see if the food was running out, then actually cut in front of me because she thought they were about to run out of pad Thai. When the woman serving said "One minute" and brought out a huge new crate of fresh pad Thai, I hope she was embarrased. (She totally knew she was cutting-- I'm 6 feet tall and was in front of her for 10 minutes.) I really wanted to say something when she cut, but gave her the benefit of the doubt, until I realized she was panicking about running out of the food she wanted. How... fucking...lame. Sell out for noodles, you crazy bitch. I DID say, "See, cutting doesn't pay" in a humorous way, and she wouldn't look at me. I hope the noodles were bitter in her mouth. And that all her friends secretly hate her.
Best, by far: A very, very short, morbidly obese person of indeterminate gender (I'll assume "he", due to the presence of a beard; but really, it appeared to be a bearded lady) lurching towards me in red sweats and a t-shirt that said "If You Met My Family, You'd Understand". S/he: Cool.
Worst: The spastic lady who kept poking me in the back with her purse while waiting in the line for Thai food, then kept jumping in front of me to see if the food was running out, then actually cut in front of me because she thought they were about to run out of pad Thai. When the woman serving said "One minute" and brought out a huge new crate of fresh pad Thai, I hope she was embarrased. (She totally knew she was cutting-- I'm 6 feet tall and was in front of her for 10 minutes.) I really wanted to say something when she cut, but gave her the benefit of the doubt, until I realized she was panicking about running out of the food she wanted. How... fucking...lame. Sell out for noodles, you crazy bitch. I DID say, "See, cutting doesn't pay" in a humorous way, and she wouldn't look at me. I hope the noodles were bitter in her mouth. And that all her friends secretly hate her.
Best, by far: A very, very short, morbidly obese person of indeterminate gender (I'll assume "he", due to the presence of a beard; but really, it appeared to be a bearded lady) lurching towards me in red sweats and a t-shirt that said "If You Met My Family, You'd Understand". S/he: Cool.
mutantbaby1:
We got a farmers market here too. Sometimes you can get some good deals.
thescarykid:
LOL. I feel you, man. I had some lady cut in front of me the other day. I recited the line before there was lines there was chaos or something from dogma. People don't catch on to "Wow, I'm such a douche!". Oh hey, I'm coming back to rosa on the 2nd with some homies. I talked about getting a beer over at Russian river brewery. Before I got back to socal you should join me, man.