E-mail filter and Chinese waitresses

The e-mail spam filter is slowly learning. All the pharmaceutical e-mails are getting sent straight away; now it’s mostly the “Busty Asian [etc, etc.]” mails that the filter has to figure out…

Speaking of Asian chicks…I learned an important lesson today.

Today my friend and I went to a Chinese buffet, and my friend reminded me that there was the potential for a pretty waitress to, er, introduce myself to. After determining that the women there were out of my league (ie, 40-50 years old and likely married), I set my primary focus to eating and trying the few new foods that this buffet had.

After getting seconds, we were chatting a bit, and a voice behind me indicated a desire to pick up the used dishes. Without thinking I brought the dishes towards the purple-clad arms near my right shoulder. 15 seconds later, my friend said, “What about her?”

Instantly, I realized none of the out-of-my-league employees had worn purple. Whipping my head around, I tried to catch a glimpse of the alleged potential target, but by then it was too late. So my next trip to an Asian restaurant, I will be sure to sit with the back to the wall, so as to not miss any potential opportunities.

(DISCLAIMER: I don’t really go around to restaurants trying to meet women. But the occasional waitress or cashier will be, er, especially friendly and attentive. You never know.)

September 22nd, 2007 3 comments
Posted by Donnie Filed under Grilled Cheese, Science/Technology

Changing taste buds

At work, normally I have milk and one or two types of juices stocked in our mini-refrigerator (everyone else favors soda, or maybe Gatorade). Unfortunately, I was already running late this morning, so couldn’t stop by the grocery store before work to pick up any drinks.

For lunch, I had a Kerrybane (ie, Philly cheesesteak–not a usual choice for me) and water, and really felt like a drink with taste, which would normally be covered by the juice supply. Of course, there was none left. Rummaging through the refrigerator presented the possible drinks:

• Water (as if I didn’t have plenty of my own)
• Coke
• Diet Coke
• Sprite
• Sprite Zero
• Diet Dr. Pepper
• Someone else’s Gatorade
• Ginger Ale
• Root Beer

Ah! Root beer! I didn’t feel like soda, but root beer is one of my preferred carbonated beverages if there’s nothing else. The sound of the can opening, the liquid hitting the bottom of the glass, and the fizzy bubbles bumping against each other only increased the anticipation of consuming the rarely drunken carbonated beverage. As the rich brown liquid hit my taste buds, I realized something…

It didn’t taste that good. Even five years ago, it would have absolutely hit the spot. I’ve heard that taste buds change as you age…just another sign that I’m getting old.

September 22nd, 2007 3 comments
Posted by Donnie Filed under Grilled Cheese