A Recipe For Disaster, Part 6
(My brother, 27, is visiting me, 23, for the weekend, and he offers to go to the grocery store for me while I’m in rehearsal. I leave a shopping list on my desk.)
Brother: *over text* “How do I buy 1/4 cup milk?”
Me: “What?!”
Brother: “And 2 tsp baking soda?”
Me: “Wait. Did you take the poundcake recipe to the store instead of the shopping list?”
Related:
A Recipe For Disaster, Part 5
A Recipe For Disaster, Part 4
A Recipe For Disaster, Part 3
A Recipe For Disaster, Part 2
A Recipe For Disaster
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
