I've written before on pet peeve questions and statements, and my frustrations with not having good zingers that won't get me in trouble. But today I got a little relief from one of my peeves.
Picture me on one knee in front of an endcap, stocking some canned tomato products, concentrating on the task at hand. Now picture Grandpa Gaptooth approaching with nary an "Excuse me" or "Hey" or... well anything, actually, except that oh so pleasant joke of a question, "Where do you hide the Rotel?"
My standard answer to "Where do you hide X?" has become "If I told you, it wouldn't be hidden". This one hasn't gotten me in trouble yet, and hopefully someone will realize that they are really not funny or original.
So I told Grandpa Gaptooth "If I told you, it wouldn't be hidden". He laughed. Then I gained immense pleasure in showing him directly where the Rotel was "hidden".
See, Rotel is a tomato product.
I was stocking tomato products.
I pointed straight up to the shelf that I had just crammed full of Rotel (two varieties!).
Cue Granpa Gaptooth, who would have gone red in the face if his poor circulation hadn't made blushing impossible, laughing at himself in disbelief. I handed him two cans and he was on his way.
Stay classy RHU!