Unfiltered Story #361383
(We have some guests staying with us that work for a bakery, and one night they bring us a bunch of boxes of pastries. I notice that there are just a couple of one particular type that I’m sure my coworker, [Coworker #1] would like to try)
[Coworker #2]: *coming into my office to get a pastry* Ooh, so what did they bring us?
Me: A lot. Tell [Coworker #1] They have macaroons, I’m sure she’ll want one – they’re kind of a Jewish thing.
(I am also Jewish, and had already helped myself to one for nostalgia’s sake)
[Coworker #2]: What’s a macaroon?
Me: It’s like a coconut-stack thing.
[Coworker #2]: *pulling out a macaroon* Like this?
Me: Yeah, but there were only two, and I had one, so….
[Coworker #2]: *takes a bite* Welp, she’s too late!
Me: *blinks*
[Coworker #2]: Ew… I’m not really a fan of coconut… *tosses most of the cookie in the trash*
(Well that’s why I was trying to save it for the person I KNEW would like it!!)