Let's go ahead and clear something up here...I love to eat at Panera Bread. Their sandwiches are expensive white people sandwiches and their soup gives me some of the best warm soup belly I can find. I have been a fan for quite some time to be honest. For this, I have taken a mountains worth of crap from the likes of people like Rich and Clint. For many years I was "queer" or "a gash" or "a woman with frilly panties". Okay...I threw the last one in there for laughs...I don't believe I was ever called that to my face. But to say the least, I was for all intents and purposes of my "friends" I was gay because I like soup, sandwiches and bagels.
Fast forward 3 years and several put downs later to church a couple weeks ago. After the service, Clint walks up and says "Hey man...wanna get some lunch with Lisa and I?"
"Yes" I replied.
"Well I know its a drive, but do you want to go to Panera? I love that place." he says.
"We have to go to JC anyway, so yeah, we can eat there."
Clip to the conversation in my head:
Clint: Hi, I am gay now. I would like to eat soup and white people expensive sandwiches.
Ernie: Ah...so you really are gay now!
Clint: But I have all the best reasons in the world to be gay now.
Ernie: I bet you do homo.
Back to reality...
This is the Panera situation. Its the change of the mind that bucks all of your previous cracks on your friends, thereby making all of your previous cracks worthless and thereby making you worthy of taking more crackage than was dished out to the original recipient. Clint has since taken a good share of crap since this day, as he should. The crap will most likely continue for some time because this is an egregious breach of brotiquette, but it happens. Clint will take the crap because he knows what he has done. We all have taken the crap because to be honest, we change our minds and we do things we once deemed "gay" or "horrible". At least it has a name now...
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Well, my love for Panera has been made public now, so there's no sense in hiding it anymore. Is it gay to love french onion soup with cheese croutons and additional cheese? If it is, I am in trouble. haha
Yes, I admit it. I will gladly take all the crap that I am given over this, because I have dished out my and everyone else's fair share of crap to the people that adore this establishment. For this, I am deeply sorry.
I would also like to add that none of this would have been possible without my lovely girlfriend Lisa, who alerted me during our courtship that Panera was her favorite restaurant. I could be bitter about all this, but why be bitter while enjoying bread and onion soup handed down by God Himself? I say that's crazy talk.
In conclusion...LET IT RAIN!
Thank you. :)
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