a pet peeve.

pin.

today bestie jen and i met up for lunch at the greek market.

dear people - it is the best greek food of anywhere in the valley.  seriously.  i'm adding their rice to my death row meal list.

jen + aubry lunches are a special treat.  as much as i have to say about bestie jen... live + in person visits are special.  in reality, we only see each other like once a month.  like on a saturday.  planned three weeks in advance.  so, lunch... on  weekday... is a rarity.

of course, there was a dual purpose to lunch.  we had party planning errands to run, so we were kind of in a rush.

UNTIL we got to the soda fountain.  rush, rush, rush, SLOW.

because when we got to the diet coke machine, we were held up by a guy on the phone who thought he was the only person in the restaurant.

ice.

soda.

let it fizzle.

more soda.

dang, not enough ice.

switch hand/ear/phone sitch.

more soda.

squeeze a lemon.

dang, too much soda.

aaah, just right.

need a lid.

tear the straw paper.

oh!  there are people behind me? who knew?

pet peeve: people who dilly dally in public places.

{it's even worse at kneaders, the official lunching establishment/bakery of mother/daughter/toddler dates where the young mom allows her 3 year old to dipense her own orange drink while the 12 people who ordered their lunch after her are wait for her to be a "big girl".  oh my gosh, i DIE at kneaders!}