The Difference Between Basil and Mint
I'm at the checkout gathering the things I've bought for Sunday night dinner when I hear the boy next to me ask the woman behind the counter: "Is this...mint?". "No, that's basil," she says and leads him off to find mint.
How do boys think they're going to get through life without knowing what's basil and what's mint? I guess there are probably girls who can't tell them apart either - but I don't know any of them.
As I started up the escalator I wanted to see what kind of boy this was. By this time he was disappearing back towards the herbs so I only caught his profile. It was Ray's friend Tim, from uni.
How do boys think they're going to get through life without knowing what's basil and what's mint? I guess there are probably girls who can't tell them apart either - but I don't know any of them.
As I started up the escalator I wanted to see what kind of boy this was. By this time he was disappearing back towards the herbs so I only caught his profile. It was Ray's friend Tim, from uni.
posted by noonie at 1:32 PM
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The checkout chick at Associated Supermarkets asked me what was in my basket. I said "It's steak" and she said "Oh, how do you cook it?" and I said "On a grill with lots of salt and olive oil" and she said "What's olive oil?". Sigh. I guess that's what you'd expect in the land of burgers and fries.
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