Monday, July 19, 2010

Chinese Take Out by Shorty

“Chinese takeout, how may I help you?”
I say into the phone on line two.
Secretly, I’m wishing they would hurry though,
Before line one hangs up and decides to sue.
But my wish is not to be granted, no siree,
For the demanding customer starts by shout, “NO MSG!”
They order eggrolls, sesame chicken, and pop, then ask the total price,
But when they hear it, they scream as if they had head lice!
I calmly ignore this and ask them “Anything more?”
“Hey, you better not be rude to me,” they holler, “or I’ll bring the police through your front door!”
Somewhat shaken, I politely say,
“I’m sorry, for this is not my best day.
May I take your order for anything else for which you might pay?”
“No, that’s it,” the customer says tartly, then asks,
“So this is Key’s CafĂ©?”