Chihuahua
1) A small dog featured in old Taco Bell commercials saying, “Yo quiero Taco Bell”? or
B) A wonderful Mexican city in the middle of the country where my company has a plant?
This weekend, the answer is B. Sadly, I am missing meeting up with Liz from out of town AND the end of the season softball tournament AND my Monday night league because something came up at work and it’s my turn to try and solve the world’s problems in 4 days. I’m really disappointed.
On the upside, I will be in Mexico over a weekend. I hope to take advantage of the city’s nightlife. And I for sure will let you know of any adventures I have.
Highlights from previous trips include:
1) Accidentally calling my project “caca” in the first 5 minutes that I was in the plant. (I was trying to tell them that the name of my project is “KK” in Spanish, or “cah cah” but it came off sounding like “caca.”)
2) Telling one of my male counterparts in Mexico that my cars need to have enough room for all of my men. Because my men take up a lot of room. “Hombres” is the word for men and I meant to say “hombros” which is the word for shoulders. Oops. Oh the joys of the language barrier!
posted by CollaterKal @ 5:10 PM
3 Comments:
...your day job is shit, but you're a successful man-pimp at night? I learn so much from reading your blog!
I saw "chihuahua cheese" at the West Side Market this morning. Who milks those things?
I wouldn't call myself a man-pimp but I won't object if you call me that.
As for "Chihuahua cheese," I imagine the Chihuahua is milked by someone like Gaylord "Greg" Focker, Mr. I-can-milk-anything-with-nipples.
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