Kosher Pinks
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
So yesterday, my coworker goes to eat dinner with his roomate. They're driving around and notice a Pita place they've never noticed before. They park the car next to Pinks. Pinks is a famous hotdog restaurant. The line was unusually short, so my coworker decides to get a hotdog and drink and take it into the Pita place to order their real dinner.
So my coworker gets a Pinks to go bag and an Orange soda. They walk to the Pita place... they walk in and sit down. They immediately notice the place is filled with Orthodoxed Jews. Complete with yamacas, twirly sideburns, and black suits. By then, it was too late... my coworker was hoping that they wouldn't notice a "Korean and Indian guy walk in with a Pinks bag and Pinks soda".
Puhahaha... fat chance...
The waitress comes over and says.. "what is that?"... "uh.... it's a hotdog." "You can not bring that in here. This is a Kosher place." And as they left, they were stoned by the eyes of Angry Jews, who's place was descerated. Good job Robin.
So my coworker gets a Pinks to go bag and an Orange soda. They walk to the Pita place... they walk in and sit down. They immediately notice the place is filled with Orthodoxed Jews. Complete with yamacas, twirly sideburns, and black suits. By then, it was too late... my coworker was hoping that they wouldn't notice a "Korean and Indian guy walk in with a Pinks bag and Pinks soda".
Puhahaha... fat chance...
The waitress comes over and says.. "what is that?"... "uh.... it's a hotdog." "You can not bring that in here. This is a Kosher place." And as they left, they were stoned by the eyes of Angry Jews, who's place was descerated. Good job Robin.
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