I was lost in the Big City, okay. I’m not proud of it but I feel I need to be honest.
My travels brought me to a quaint little diner on the corner of First and First. I am not generally accustomed to what goes on in a diner and it was apparent right from the moment I walked through the revolving door.
First of all, I got stuck in that revolving door, of course. You had to see that coming. Round and round I went like a tourist. I felt like Balki Bartokomous and I had lost my cousin Larry. After about 20 minutes of that, the waitress came over and pulled the door towards her. Apparently it wasn’t a revolving door at all. I had been just been standing there in one place, spinning in circles.
I didn’t want the waitress to think that I didn’t know what I was doing, so I just continued to spin. I made my way over to a stool which, thankfully, was a spinning stool.
“I’ll have a side of fries, please.” I said. As the waitress was writing down my order, I realized that I didn’t order a main dish. How could I order a side of ANYTHING without a main dish! I immediately started to panic, all the while still spinning.
“I’ll also have a hem sandwich”
Hem sandwich! HEM SANDWICH!!! What the hell is a hem sandwich!?!
“Um….Ahhh…Check please!” I yelled.
OH MY GOD!! Now they think that I think that I should be paid for all of this! This is a nightmare!
That was when I blacked out from all the spinning. I awoke to find cousin Larry taking me home, back to the motherland of Mepos.