An Austinite's journey through the deepening culinary abyss
Haaahahaha! Classic. One time I was working in the bulk aisle and a guy on his cell phone says something like "I'm leaving pretty soon...I'm at HEB." Even the stonedest among us know Wheatsville when they see it.
Ppl wouldnt know what the f*** ur talkin about if u said i'm at wheat ville, they would say WTF is that and you'd have to explain that hippies still have a little slice of heaven down here on the old guadalupe street in ye olde austin texas bla bla bla bla
that father sounds like a bad ass.
Also a good one overheard this week:(from the ice cream freezer aisle)Son: How 'bout this one?Father: No no, that one's fat free. We want fat-full.
Love it. To underscore the W'ville difference (and vive la difference!) here's one I overheard while recently touring the newly opened Sprouts on Bee Caves. Husband: I don't see 'em.Wife: Me either.Wife: Well, that's that. No Honey Nut Cheerios, no shopping in this store. Husband; Well, it was worth a look.
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