Friday, March 24, 2006

Would You Like Doubly Fried Potatoes With That?

After CU (Christian Union) tonight, too penniless and tired to stay out and have fun with everyone else, nevermind that I was without proper ID for the pub that everyone was in, decided instead to head back with Dave and Alan and pick up some chips along the way.

Moi: Are we going to Oscar's for chips or is there somewhere else?
Dave: We'll just go to whatever chip shop pops up first on our way back, I guess.
Moi: Well, if we stay on this street, it's going to be Oscar's.
Dave: I don't know, we'll see.

(Moments later)
Dave: (Entering into chip shop) This place looks good.
Moi: (Reading the sign) Oscar's Takeaway? You don't say.

Dave and Alan had beans with their chips, because people here seem to put beans on top of everything (but still no sign of black beans or refried beans anywhere), while I had mine with curry sauce. Yes, I used the term 'chips,' as in thick cut fries, because, as aforementioned, I am so very British. Well, apparently not that British at all. All night long, the conversation went something like this:

Moi: So what are you getting on your fries?
Alan: You mean chips?
Moi: Right, right, chips.
Alan: We've already been over this, fries you eat five at a time, fries you don't care about, but chips-
Moi: I know, I know. If a fry falls on the floor, whatever, but if a chip falls on the floor, it's like "Ah! No!"
Alan: It's AGH! And you dive to the floor and catch it.

(Later that night, talking about things unimportant.)

Moi: ...That's why you get curry sauce on your fries. I mean, chips.
Alan: That's right. Chips. Much better than fries.
Moi: If a fry falls on the floor...
Dave: When you go back to America, you can teach all your friends about it and they will be so appreciative.

(Later that night, after I realized that unlike the guys, I cannot finish a plate of potatoes at midnight.)

Moi: Does anyone want the rest of my fries?
Dave: You mean chips.
Moi: Right, right, sorry. If a fry falls on the floor, it doesn't matter...
Dave: (Sighs) We're shipping you back to America.

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