Meals and Snacks

Grumpy loud guy to confused coworker: Stop going out and drinking your lunch!

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Young guy: What, you don't like Skittles?
Slightly older guy: No, I feel like my teeth are rotting when I eat them.
Young guy: How about Starbursts?
Older guy: Nope.
Young guy to boss lady: Did you hear that? Did you know you're working near a communist?
Boss lady: You see, the fact that you care about this epitomizes why the gen Xers hate your generation.

Los Angeles, California

Female employee #1: Where does it say in my job description that I'm the aquarium maintenance person, the chocolate jockey, the expert on suicide?
Female employee #2: Yeah, but you asked for that one!
Female employee #1: Which one? The chocolate jockey?
Female employee #2: Yeah.
Female employee #3: Yee-haw! I'm riding my chocolate pony!

Winston-Salem, North Carolina

Executive officer: I need a teabag, a teabag…my kingdom for a teabag.

San Diego, California

Crazy lady: Help! My food has shit all over it! Help!
Young waitress: Wait, what?
Crazy lady: Don't “what” me.
Young waitress: No, really, what's wrong with it? Is it the wrong dish?
Crazy lady: You didn't tell me it had shit in it.
Young waitress: To what are you referring, precisely?
Crazy lady: The shit the shit the shit! (waves hands madly over dish, gesturing at her pasta, covered in a sauce)
Young waitress: Wait, do you mean the sauce?
Crazy lady: Don't “sauce” me!

Northville, Michigan

Ditzy secretary to ditzy friend: I just ate, so I have total lunch-brain right now.

Gastown
Vancouver
Canadia

President: Let me tell you what, this is about Hank. You know how when you have a bunch of buddies over to make clam chowder, but it never tastes as good as when you make it yourself? That's what I'm talking about Hank. You've got to have just one guy in control of the paprika.

Sonora Court
Sunnyvale, California

Male supervisor: So pretty much I think I'm not going to eat before I do it anymore.
Female supervisor: I agree, I never have sex after I eat: that's why if you take me out to dinner you can pretty much guarantee I won't put out! I mean, I might get a cramp.

Lakeport, California

Boss: This tastes like ass.
Worker: How do you know what ass tastes like?
Boss: Because I was drunk and missed.

Albuquerque, New Mexico

Work bee, complaining about wife's: So I said, “Babe, we live in this country for two reasons, breakfast food and good toilet paper.”

Colorado

Overheard by: shaine