we must fight misinformation

Sometimes, I wanna slap somebody smart. So the question of the day, from misinformed customer #1, "Is wasabe bat shit?" Next time I'm at Sushi Palace (Editor's Note: Any restaurants named in this post are solely of the author's imagination. Any similarities to real eateries...well too bad!) I'll be sure to ask the server to hold the wasabe and substitute it for that delicious guano.

Misinformed customer #2 of the day postulated that by putting their own hair into a drink, they wouldn't have to pay for the drink even though 5 minutes before, they asked the waitress to take said potent potable off their bill because they mistakenly ordered it. Apparently, my visage reminds them of Duke Myshkin from Dostoevsky's The Idiot, a member of the 2004 Boston Red Sox, or my uncle, the American Idiot, our lovable President George W. Bush. (Editor's Note: Why the author refers himself to be the nephew of the President of the U.S.A is beyond me. He happens to be a Democrat and a pretty intelligent guy to boot. ) Was it wrong of me to pull a hair from my eyebrow, drop it into their glass, and whilst slathering on the sarcasm, say, "I can do that, too."? OK so I didn't do that. But I soooooooooooo wanted to!