Sunday, February 13, 2011

Happy day-before-the-worst-day-of-the-year, kids!

In honor of tomorrow . . .

Lucky Number
By Rish Tiberius Outfield

Big and I were at Del Taco again, and the cashier gave him a hearty smile. "That'll be order number 69," she said, handing him his receipt.

He walked by me, raising his eyebrows. "My lucky number, wouldn't you say?" he boasted.

"Coincidence," I said, stepping up to the register. I gave my order and even made a little joke about the Half-pound Bean and Cheese Burrito, but she didn't smile at me like she had my friend. Too bad. She was kind of pretty. Maybe Big's number hadn't been a coincidence.

"That'll be order number 41," she told me.


Unascertained said...

Happy Valentine's Day Rish!

Looking on the bright side, if it is the worst day of the year then at least it's over and done with by mid-February.

Big Anklevich said...

The weird thing about that Del Taco, is that I get that number every freaking time I go there. Once it was this big fat pimply bearded guy who would not have been out of place in the line in front of us at Comic-Con. He gave me the same smile as he handed me my receipt.