Wrong Number, Wrong Profession

  • Posted on August 28, 2007 at 8:10 pm

Yesterday I got two wrong numbers from the same man. The first call came while I was at work. I answered my celly:

Me: “Hello?”

Man: “Hello, how are you?”

Me: “Um, fine. Who is this?”

Man: “I’d like to make an appointment.”

Me: “I think you have the wrong number. Who are you trying to reach?”

Click.

Clearly, I do not take appointments from random men calling me in the middle of the afternoon. I’m not Jiffy Lube, or a hair salon, or your dentist’s office. I laughed about it with my coworker.

It gets so much better.

Later that night, I was calmly hanging clothes up in the closet, and Larry hands me my ringing phone. “Who is it?” I ask. He just shrugs. Uh-oh.

Me: “Hello?”

Man: “(mumble mumble mumble)”

Me: “Pardon me?”

Man: “How are you?”

Me: “Who is this?”

Man: “This is LaShawnt.” (or something just as weird.)

Me: “I’m sorry, you have the wrong number, I don’t know anyone named LaShawnt. Who are you trying to reach?”

Man: “Well, I don’t know your name.”

Me: “Then you must have the wrong number.”

Man: “Wait, wait, wait…my friend told me you give massages and I wanted to make an appointment.”

Me: “OH MY GOD, NO! You definitely have the wrong number.”

Man: “Oh, I’m sorry.”

EEEEEEWWWWWW. What the hell?!?! My ear felt dirty just from hearing that.  This guy was persistent, so I’m sure that he wanted a “special” massage, ahem. Otherwise, he could just go to one of the hundreds of nail/spa/massage parlors in the DC area.

Wrong freakin’ number. But if anyone wants his number, I’ve got it in my cellphone! muahaha.

Elevator Etiquette

  • Posted on August 27, 2007 at 7:07 pm

Five people are on an elevator, headed up to the top floor of a building. The elevator stops on the top floor and as soon as the doors open, a woman steps onto the elevator without waiting to let the passengers out. She stands in the middle, directly in front of the people already inside. The five people on the elevator have to wiggle their way around her to get off, as she just stands there with her arms crossed.

Truly unbelievable. How is it that someone can have absolutely no manners? Is it possible to be so self-absorbed, rude and clueless that she can’t even give the common courtesy to let someone, or five people, off an elevator before barging her way on and blocking the door? GRRRRRR.

Elevators

End of rant.

Chocolate Decadence at the Ritz, Part Deux

  • Posted on August 26, 2007 at 9:38 am

On Friday evening, Larry and I joined our friends Amy, Kirk and Blythe at the Ritz Carlton for the return of Chocolate Decadence. Last spring, the Ritz held a Chocolate Decadence event every Friday night, an all-you-can-eat chocolate buffet of unimaginable sweetness. Amy, Blythe and I attended the spring event, which I blogged about here. When I found out that Chocolate Decadence was back again this summer, I just had to go.

The theme this time was ice cream–four flavors of chocolate-based ice cream, with about 20 gourmet toppings to garnish with. A regular ol’ ice cream social. They had toppings like brandied cherries, chocolate peanut sauce, nutella, and peanut brittle, but none of the traditional toppings like sprinkles and hot fudge. I was a little disappointed at the small portions of ice cream we were given, but I made friends with the pastry chef and was able to finagle more scoops from her.

The ice cream was delicious, but the whole thing just didn’t have the same WOW factor as the first chocolate decadence, maybe because we’d already been there, done that, or maybe because ice cream and toppings don’t look as impressive as all the cakes, pies, pastries and mousses that they had displayed last time. Also, we burned out of the ice cream way more quickly than we had expected to, and had to order some “real” food.

Although the chocolate may have been a tiny disappointment compared to the last Chocolate Decadence, the company more than made up for it. We had a great time.

Hanging Out With The Geriatrics

  • Posted on August 20, 2007 at 7:59 pm

On Sunday afternoon, Larry and I went to Bethesda’s Landmark Row Cinema to see Death at a Funeral. The hilarious new comedy from Frank Oz! New from the director of In and Out and Bowfinger! A delightful British Comedy! Golly jee, those British sure are uptight! And funny!

The movie was pretty funny-it took a while to get rolling, but there were some funny gags. It was mostly situational humor, as in the kind of situations that get worse and worse and you just cringe and feel uncomfortable. There were some really disgusting (bathroom) parts, too.

But who knew that the Bethesda Landmark Row Cinema doubles as a geriatric convention center? I think we were the only people in the theater below the age of 65. There were a lot of “Oh, my god” and “I can’t hear what they’re saying” comments. There was a woman who completely wiped out when she was trying to sit down–I think she missed the row, ricocheted off the seat and ended up on her back with her legs up in the air in the middle of the aisle. She was okay, but with no thanks to her friend, who was more interested in letting the fallen woman know that she dropped her jumbo-sized coke all down her back and now she was soaking wet. And of course, they were shouting at each other the whole time–”Your coke landed all over me!” and “Well, they shouldn’t turn the lights down so early!” and more of “My back is soaking wet!”

Then there was the woman next to me, poor thing. She couldn’t stop shaking the whole time, and I couldn’t help but wonder how hard it would be to watch a movie like that. I think it would give me a headache. But she was laughing, so I guess she was enjoying herself.

I’ve noticed that the elderly folks seem like this movie theater, but I’ve never seen so many there at once. Did we just pick a geriatric crowd pleaser to watch?

In Search of Soup Dumplings

  • Posted on August 19, 2007 at 5:35 pm

Yesterday, Larry and I went to Chinatown in search of soup dumplings. We first saw soup dumplings a few weeks ago on Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations, when Anthony took a trip to Shanghai. The soup dumplings he ate at Nan Xiang restaurant in Shanghai were pillows of dough enveloping a rich soup broth. The smaller variety look like they burst out soupy goodness in the mouth, and the larger ones are big enough to suck the broth out with a straw. Ever since I saw the episode, I’ve been obsessed with soup dumplings. Must have soup dumplings.

After some research, I found that Chinatown Express in Chinatown (where else, with a name like that) serves the elusive soup dumpling, although their specialty is the hand-stretched noodles you can watch them make in the window. They’ve got chickens, pigs, and ducks hanging in the window, which I think is super cool. We ordered the soup dumplings (duh), some seafood dumplings, stir-fried noodles with beef and the roasted half chicken.

The soup dumplings were…disappointing. They didn’t really have much broth in them at all. They were good for pork dumplings, but these are not the dumplings I saw on Anthony Bourdain. The noodles and the chicken were really delicious. The noodles were one of the best Chinese noodle stir-fry dishes I have had, for sure. I will definitely be back to Chinatown Express. But I guess we’ll have to go to either New York or San Fransisco for soup dumplings. Or Shanghai for the real thing. Sigh.

Chinatown Express

Dunder Mifflin Website

  • Posted on August 18, 2007 at 9:14 am

Have you seen the new Dunder Mifflin website? You can even apply for a job online.

They have a press release of Ryan’s recent promotion to Vice President of Regional Sales. My favorite part is the quote from Michael Scott:

“I can’t begin to tell you how much I’m going to miss that little guy,” said Michael Scott, Regional Manager of Dunder Mifflin — Scranton and self-described “mentor, guardian, and best friend” of Howard. “He’s got a face that can charm the pants off of anyone.”

Genius.

Soon You Will Be One Of Us

  • Posted on August 15, 2007 at 8:40 pm

I try not to blog about work. But I just have to mention that Larry is taking a job the same Large Unnamed Consulting Company that I work for. We’re going to be a little family of consultants.

Welcome aboard, honey. You are now one of us.

Stupid Dog

  • Posted on August 13, 2007 at 10:17 pm

This video is hilarious.

This day is Bananas

  • Posted on August 12, 2007 at 10:07 am

I have most of my photos on Flickr under a Creative Commons license, which means that I give permission for anyone to copy, distribute, perform, or use my work, so long as they give me credit. I figure that since I’m not selling my pictures, or making any money on them in any way, I might as well let other people use them. At least they will get seen by someone.

I was surprised to see an email from my friend Kelsey from grad school yesterday telling me that she was reading an article on treehugger.com, and she saw that the photographer credit listed my name! The author used my picture of bananas for her article Latin American Banana Farmers Sue Over Pesticides. How cool is that? And I would have never known if Kelsey hadn’t randomly come across it.

Crazy.

Restaurant Week: Bistro Bis

  • Posted on August 11, 2007 at 10:02 am

Last night, Larry and I had our second Restaurant Week dinner at Bistro Bis in Capitol Hill, and our buddies Greg and Martin joined us. My manager at work had decided not to use her reservation, and she offered it to me. Larry and I tried to say no, because going out to eat all the time is expensive, but our Foodie brain cells would not let us. We cannot resist. Will power, what is that?

The food was good–I had a pork pate de campagne, duck confit and peach mille feuille. Larry had mussels, steak frites and opera torte. Of course, I forgot to take pictures of the food, so you’ll just have to use your imagination. I thought everything was delicious and very Francais.

Bistro Bis offered pretty much their entire menu for restaurant week, with up-charges for certain dishes. This is so much better than restaurants that offer you a paltry two or three selections, like a chicken and a pasta dish. Restaurant Week is a chance for these restaurants to attract new customers, so why would they want to give you crappy selections? It’s a double whammy–you probably wouldn’t go back, and you wouldn’t recommend it to your friends. Bistro Bis definitely did right with their menu.

My one complaint is the service–we experienced the dreaded Restaurant Week service slump last night. It took over a half hour just to place our orders, and our waiter just rubbed it in when he finally came to our table and said with a smirk, “do you know what you want, or should I leave you alone for even longer?” When we were leaving, he said “I hope you come back again, so that I can actually spend some time with you.” Yeah, I hope so, too.