OK ok, let’s make Eric feel better. Am I about to share this on a public platform? Yep. I’m going in. I’ll make it quick though, much like Eric would tell his story.
I was working as a vegan chef (good ol’ vegan days, same as you, Peta ) on a prestigious sail yacht that was docked in San Diego… so naturally on some of my days off, I headed up to LA. There was a famous juice bar I *needed* to try. I grabbed the colon cleanser amongst others. Headed off, why oh why, why the FUCK why did I choose to drink the colon cleanser in LA traffic, I’ll never know. But I did. The traffic didn’t subside. There was nowhere to go but a random side street. There was nothing to use but my hand towel id taken from my bathroom on the boat. The ONLY good news is there was a bin outside the front of someone’s house.
There you go, Eric. And when I got back on board my chief stew asked where my hand towel had gone (as everything is inventoried.) I could only tell her after we’d both resigned and to this day, it’s always her favorite story too.
My husband and myself both love to watch the Masters even though we don't play golf. It is on really early on TV here in Brisbane so we always watch it while having breakfast, it's fantastic.
OK ok, let’s make Eric feel better. Am I about to share this on a public platform? Yep. I’m going in. I’ll make it quick though, much like Eric would tell his story.
I was working as a vegan chef (good ol’ vegan days, same as you, Peta ) on a prestigious sail yacht that was docked in San Diego… so naturally on some of my days off, I headed up to LA. There was a famous juice bar I *needed* to try. I grabbed the colon cleanser amongst others. Headed off, why oh why, why the FUCK why did I choose to drink the colon cleanser in LA traffic, I’ll never know. But I did. The traffic didn’t subside. There was nowhere to go but a random side street. There was nothing to use but my hand towel id taken from my bathroom on the boat. The ONLY good news is there was a bin outside the front of someone’s house.
There you go, Eric. And when I got back on board my chief stew asked where my hand towel had gone (as everything is inventoried.) I could only tell her after we’d both resigned and to this day, it’s always her favorite story too.
When you gotta go, you gotta go… XX
My husband and myself both love to watch the Masters even though we don't play golf. It is on really early on TV here in Brisbane so we always watch it while having breakfast, it's fantastic.
lol the parts you edited out were actually the parts that made me LOL.