😎 That Feeling When...

TFW you make breakfast and discover you’re butterless. Yes, butterless. What’s a person to do suddenly realizing your butterless. Gives you flashbacks of the time you were eggless. Then you vow to never be butterless again.
I needed eggs one time. It was during Easter weekend. The grocery store nearest me was sold out. So I called a different one.

“Hi, do you have any eggs?”

“What?”

“Eggs. Do you have any eggs in stock?”

“I don’t know what you’re asking.”

“Do you sell eggs. They come from a chicken.”

“Oh! Eggs! Yes. But we’re sold out.”

“Dammit, thanks any…”

“Well, we got some of them organic eggs.”

“Great…”

“They real expensive though.”

“That’s fine, I’ll be there shortly.”
 
I needed eggs one time. It was during Easter weekend. The grocery store nearest me was sold out. So I called a different one.

“Hi, do you have any eggs?”

“What?”

“Eggs. Do you have any eggs in stock?”

“I don’t know what you’re asking.”

“Do you sell eggs. They come from a chicken.”

“Oh! Eggs! Yes. But we’re sold out.”

“Dammit, thanks any…”

“Well, we got some of them organic eggs.”

“Great…”

“They real expensive though.”

“That’s fine, I’ll be there shortly.”
During the pandemic I went to a Walmart and everyone had 6 dozen eggs in their carts. I asked rather loudly how was Walmart going to convince the chickens to lay more than one egg a day if everyone hoarded them that way. The people weren’t amused.
 
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