tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post8857119118450639963..comments2009-11-12T11:47:58.060-05:00Tee aka The Diva's Thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16177643214210147206noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-64385407920857993622009-11-12T11:47:58.060-05:002009-11-12T11:47:58.060-05:00Lol!!!MysTeryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00148087840882038446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-84917985941173758112009-11-11T12:12:08.024-05:002009-11-11T12:12:08.024-05:00I hate it when guys do that ! He is being a pussy for not going up to you.<br /><br />Men that usually pass off the number through friends are usually ugly anyway.Senoritahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075972193214414769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-39973323453422085522009-11-09T23:30:48.627-05:002009-11-09T23:30:48.627-05:00come on give the guy a break. Go in and eat. He needs to see you. Just tell him to look but not touch.Liamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09519085240108038732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-8591415506209224362009-11-09T21:52:47.566-05:002009-11-09T21:52:47.566-05:00Well Dayum I guess the chef was too busy to come and ask you himself he had to send his &#39;homey&#39;? Blah. Yeah girl you are LUSCIOUS! :)Tanyettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14339189484151758472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-37646348279935980732009-11-09T19:02:34.735-05:002009-11-09T19:02:34.735-05:00*snigger*<br /><br />You are all that and a (bring your own so you don&#39;t have to go the cafeteria) bag of chips.Kelley @ magnetoboldtoohttp://magnetoboldtoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-12915401674741883082009-11-09T15:58:38.879-05:002009-11-09T15:58:38.879-05:00this happened to me with the mexicans at the mexican food stand when I used to work at the mall. It was the one time I gave up mexican food. The hatchy matchy sounds were not ok.Martinis or Diaper Genies?http://www.blogger.com/profile/08577926410913578120noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-574431265203854262009-11-09T08:33:59.477-05:002009-11-09T08:33:59.477-05:00Too funny. I love it.Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14978375225313974459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-17945250149071977742009-11-09T08:28:03.687-05:002009-11-09T08:28:03.687-05:00Wait...wasn&#39;t &#39;get propositioned by Hospital Cafeteria cook&#39; on your bucket list?<br /><br />Yay you!Moooooog35http://www.blogger.com/profile/13283153659252782869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-65011721452510942152009-11-09T08:10:31.078-05:002009-11-09T08:10:31.078-05:00Well, for one thing, you did not ask for the chef&#39;s number. And you didn&#39;t give him yours. And it was not a mutual exchange of information by two people who have clicked. This was some guy giving you his info without you having asked for it.<br /><br />And, it sounds like this is some guy giving you his info without you having talked to him or giving him any reason to think that you might want his info.<br /><br />And for some reason he can&#39;t be bothered to come out and talk to you to give you his number himself.<br /><br />Who is this chef? Ratatouille? Why didn&#39;t he come out and ask for your number himself?<br /><br />I don&#39;t think that you are under any obligation to call this guy since you didn&#39;t express any interest in him to begin with.<br /><br />So I wouldn&#39;t think that you have some social reason to avoid the cafeteria. It isn&#39;t like when you dump a boyfriend for no good reason and then everyone hates you afterward. You just didn&#39;t call someone you had no reason to call anyway.<br /><br />But you might want to eat somewhere else anyway, if you suspect he is the sort of childish person who would do something unpleasant to your food if he sees you there.laughingatthesluthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11999190808736700318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-73365648135679307512009-11-09T07:37:06.558-05:002009-11-09T07:37:06.558-05:00I love your last sentence.The Peach Tarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01587235197620014751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-10410093518180437062009-11-09T00:16:42.103-05:002009-11-09T00:16:42.103-05:00It is hell being beautiful.Queen-Size funny bonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134308455271808356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-90958976942900527112009-11-08T22:12:43.008-05:002009-11-08T22:12:43.008-05:00See, you just have to be honest. I just would of gave the chef back his number and said I was flattered but not interested. I would rather feel weird at the beginning than for always... then again, after reading <br />&#39;just tell it like it is&#39;, maybe he would of poisoned your food. Yeah, stay away!That one girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15615430255988669257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-64491049406000820672009-11-08T20:52:46.490-05:002009-11-08T20:52:46.490-05:00That is awful.<br /><br />Girl, you better just explain that this is a hospital and that right now you have to think of your mother not hooking up with some man.<br /><br />Better yet, just send someone else or bring a brown bag.The True Urban Queen aka Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335680391050121939.post-50829965219459073522009-11-08T19:31:33.829-05:002009-11-08T19:31:33.829-05:00Damn I hate it when that happens!! But I have had hospital food and it&#39;s not all that great...So, maybe your saving yourself from a strange bacteria that the chef has...Hope she gets better hun!Just telling it like it ishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04090846611105025162noreply@blogger.com