Life Lessons with Schilbo
I was supposed to have dinner and catch up with my friend N tonight after work. We hadn't hung out since.. November? And I vaguely remember that night because there was a lot of gin. Man, good memories. Anyway, N is the awesome sort of person who says HEY YOU, WE NEED TO HANG OUT and shakes me from my self-involved lying around and gets me to interact with other people. AND she has this brilliant way of doing it too. It goes like this:
"Abigail, want to do Chipotle on Thursday?"
Ah, magic words. Answer: yes.
See, N's office is right near Chipotle and N lives right near my office which is not near Chipotle. Soooo, she worked out this system a year ago where she picks up our burritos on the way home from work and then we meet up and partake. It is awesome and it's so fun and it makes me associate Chipotle with her which is awesome. Hey, Abigail, try saying awesome less. Okay.
So since Tuesday I had been dreaming about Chipotle. Seriously. I have a problem because if I know I'm going to have it I think about it all the time. Like when there's a movie coming out and you really want to see and you watch the trailer over and over and over again? That is how I am about the Chipotle. Except the trailer is the memory of me eating it. Mmmmmm.
There may have even been gloating about it. Raise your hand if you knew I was planning on having Chipotle on Thursday. Exactly. So, of course, Dodds was all, "I hate you, you bitch. I will never have Chipotle ever because I live in small town where they can't even pronounce Chipotle let alone import guacamole. You don't deserve to live."
Today N called me and broke the news that she was sick and hadn't made it to work. No Chipotle. No N. We reschedule for Monday and I am STOKED, but it didn't really do anything to settle my stomach TODAY. I got home and Katherine was all, "how was Chipotle?" and I was all sad and mopey. Sadly and mopely I moped about what I was going to have for dinner. Not once did I think about poor N and how she was sick. No, I was back in the Me Game where it's all me, all the time! Mopely I called Dodds and I was like, "I just think you should know that Chipotle was a bust. And it's all your fault. Why did you do this to me?" And she admitted to maybe bitterly wishing awful things on me when she was eating gas station fare ritz crackers for lunch.
So, the moral of this story is that:
N is a good person.
I am a bad person.
And Dodds is the WORST OF ALL.
Comments
I almost had Chipotle for lunch yesterday! But then I realized I didn't have my gift card with me. So I didn't have Chipotle for lunch yesterday. Wow, good story, Jennie.
Ah, your simple life where you can just decide whether or not to have it on a day by day basis. Someday (late March), I will have such extravagance when the Chipotle opens here.
Posted by: Jennie! | February 1, 2008 5:28 AM
So what did you have for dinner?
Well that's another long story that is even more boring then this one if you can believe that. But I had food from Mimo's which is this diner in our town that we pretend is Luke's.
Posted by: doahleigh | February 1, 2008 5:55 AM
Soooo....I had Chipotle once. I didn't like it. You probably don't like me now.
But on the bright side, if I'm not eating it, there's more for you!
Courtney, I don't understand people like you and I feel the need to walk you through it again, to make you come with me and try to make the experience better for you.
But we can probably get through this. One of my best friends recently told me that she "doesn't really like Chipotle" and while I'm still in the shock stage, I think we may be able to get past it.
Posted by: Courtney | February 1, 2008 7:14 AM
here are some reasons i might not be the WORST OF ALL:
1) this morning i found a wayward ritz on the floor of my car and i ate it. very schilbo.
2) i read your post from home(!) because i figured out i can steal my new neighbor's wireless.
I look forward to you redeeming yourself via this new wireless.
Posted by: dodds | February 1, 2008 8:14 AM
i've found that people who don't like chipotle just don't know how to order. there is the perfect ingredient combination for everybody, and it's all a matter of figuring out which you like best.
(me: vegetarian (NOT fajita) burrito with regular amount of rice, black beans, tomato, corn, hot sauce, sour cream, lettuce, and cheese. NO guac.)
Yes, that is my theory too. Some people are stubborn though. Or, you know, don't like the rice which is crazy talk.
Posted by: kat! | February 1, 2008 8:51 AM
How do people who don't live in the Southwestern United States live without Mexican food. No, really. HOW DO THEY DO IT?!?
Are you being a Mexican food snob OR are you in love with Chipotle? Please identify yourself.
Posted by: Ashley | February 1, 2008 9:20 AM
The thing is, there's a lovely little burrito bar in Athens, GA called Barberitos. I'm pretty sure no burrito will ever be better than that in my mind. But I'll try Chipotle again if you try Barberitos one day.
I'm in.
Posted by: Courtney | February 1, 2008 10:10 AM
Uh, news for some people.... there is great Mexican food all over the US - there are lots of Mexicans all over the US who make the Mexican food.
Chipolte is good, but real Mexican food is even better! Oh, and Puerto Rican food? Yummers!
Psh. Chipotle is the best. All the time. Every day.
Posted by: Sally | February 1, 2008 12:12 PM
Chipotle.... yeah, yeah, yeah. But I ate at Tequila's last night, and really, can there be anything better than the best Mexican food in the world, with a real margarita (not from mix), at a place named "TEQUILA'S"?!?!? Seriously. It makes up for the sad fact that the nearest Chipotle is like 500 miles away.
Posted by: shari | February 2, 2008 4:18 PM