Well Wynne, at least one line worker has a sense of humor. Or we suppose, when experiencing prolonged pickle-picking-vision one occasionally just gets by them.
Laural, yes, we thought it funny, but rather than an immediate belly laugh the sequence of reaction was surprise, disbelief, blushing, a tittering giggle, and then shock that we had just stabbed it with a fork. Ouch!
Very astute Jeri. We were hoping someone would appreciate the similarity in posts, and it is tempting to keep it up, the theme that is, but it's already been over 24 hours, and we all (thanks to TMI on primetime TV ads) know what that means so......back to our regularly scheduled NDL programming tomorrow.
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Wow! I've never seen any such variety in my pickles. Good to know they have a sense of humor!
Ha! I like to think someone left it in your jar intentionally to give you a good laugh.
I'm reading a theme here in your last two posts....
Well Wynne, at least one line worker has a sense of humor. Or we suppose, when experiencing prolonged pickle-picking-vision one occasionally just gets by them.
Laural, yes, we thought it funny, but rather than an immediate belly laugh the sequence of reaction was surprise, disbelief, blushing, a tittering giggle, and then shock that we had just stabbed it with a fork. Ouch!
Very astute Jeri. We were hoping someone would appreciate the similarity in posts, and it is tempting to keep it up, the theme that is, but it's already been over 24 hours, and we all (thanks to TMI on primetime TV ads) know what that means so......back to our regularly scheduled NDL programming tomorrow.
It was fun while it lasted!
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