Thursday, January 14, 2010

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My seething rage.

It's probably not worth going into detail, other than to say I have this, uh, friend, who maybe has an injured body part and has been out of his/her office for the past three weeks, resting this body part.

And then, when this friend finally starts to heal and can get to work and all and is trying to catch up on all the stuff he/she needs to, people starting send him/her requests to make dinner reservations for a day that is very close to today. VERY close. And the list of requirements is as follows:

It must be impressive.

But it must be cheap.

It must have a private room.

That's not too big.

And not too small.

The food must be great.

But not too expensive.

And not too cheap.

It should have some high tables.

And some low tables.

And be in New York.

But not all of New York.

Only the "good" parts of New York.

It must be quiet.

But not too quiet.

And hip.

But not so hip.

I think you get the idea.

Welcome back, friend!

1 comment:

Nicholas said...

Reading that, I would say a medium sized pizzeria with a back room.