My wife works at Carrabbas Italian Restaurant as a hostess. I called up there tonight to place a carside order and she answered the phone. I chuckled because of how professional sounding she was, as opposed to the whirlwind she is ordinarily. I said "Carside, if you please," and chuckled a little more, thinking surely she would know it was me.



The carside gal asked if it was for her, and my wife said, "Yeah, but he sounds really creepy!."








I told her afterwords that she had a brief glimpse into just how twisted her world is, being desensitized to me.