Funny thing happened on our way home from school

Though school doesn’t actually begin until Monday, we swung by the college bookstore yesterday to grab our books and a few supplies. Afterward, we went to the cafeteria (the menu is quite extensive and the food is actually pretty good) and waited in line behind a new student who Jenn dubbed Mr. (expletive) Inquisitive.

Student: How long does it take to prepare the Paella? I understand that takes a while…is that true? And is that spicy? I can’t eat spicy food. Oh, the Beef Barley soup looks good…is that good? Are the Stuffed Mushrooms filling? I mean is that enough for a meal—

Cafeteria Worker: Okay, kid, for the sake of the other people here who, unlike you, have a rough idea of what day it is, I’m really going to have to limit you to just 20 questions.

Student: Are you serious?

Cafeteria Worker: 19....

Behind that curious young gentleman—who quickly ran out of questions and skulked off toward the vending machines—were another new student and her mother. Mom apparently eats at the cafeteria quite often (?), and argued heatedly with the food server before eventually backing down.

Mom: I remember now. My daughter always has Peppercorn Cucumber dressing on her salad at home, not here.

Cafeteria Worker: Of course she does. And I just had your car towed.

Mom: What?

Cafeteria Worker: Er, I mean…great. I’m pretty sure we’re out of Poppy Seed Cannabis, anyway.

We should mention that Daughter did not say a single word throughout the entire three-minute exchange, and appeared as if she might quietly slink off to meet Mr. (expletive) Inquisitive for a Snickers bar.

The best part of the day, however, was actually on our way home when we passed a church in our neighborhood that is inexplicably for sale…by owner.

We don’t care who you are. That’s funny.