Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Toast Anyone?



The other day I was a little early to class, so I went to Peter`s Bakery and ordered a scone. I never went to this super popular chain before, and I assumed it was similar to the little cafe that would sell me one scone at a time and toast it for me. No, Peter`s is the Dunkin Donuts of England. They forced me to buy a whole bag of scones, and they refused to toast or butter any of them.

As I often do when I want something, I called Robin. I asked her to bring some Nutella to liven up my breakfast. Actually what I said was, '' Yo lady, I'll give you a scone if you bring me some Nutella!'' (Side note: I used to not be a fan of the chocolately nutty treat until I moved to England. Everyone, no matter the country of origin, eats Nutella here.) Robin informed me that she was unsure if she had any left, but she promised to make something happen.


And make something happen she did!


She called me moments after checking for any Nutella, and informed me that the mission was a failure. I told her that she would not get one of my scones because she was a failure. She then asked me to come to her place to toast the scones, but I was already in the classroom and, although she lives close to the class, had no time to leave and come back before the professor started professing. I jokingly, because I am soooo funny, said ''Just bring the toaster here when you come to class.''

I laughed at my own cleverness, but Robin responded ''What if I really did being a toaster to class?''

''Do it. You won't do it. Do it!'' I challeneged Robin to the foolish suggestion.

''Alright maybe I will'' Were we serious, or was it a really funny joke?


Apparently it was serious. Robin walked into the classroom carrying a toaster. The time for jokes was over. We immediately set up our breakfast in the back of the room concealed well enough so no one would tell us not to toast scones durring a lecture. We had a knife, butter, and all sorts of official breakfast goodness. Once class started, all went smoothly. We quietly toasted one scone at a time and ate our victory slowly over the next ten min. Then the professor decided that the he wanted to use the white board in the back of the room instead of the front. He did not notice or little breakfast nook until he had three example sentences on the board and actually kicked the toaster. From our insesent giggles, he knew Robin and I had something to do with this. His last example sentence was, ''She should not have brought a toaster to class.'' We offered him a scone, and all was well. The German girl in our class said she might actually buy a toaster for class. I can't wait for freshly toasted scones and a fine from the fire marshal!

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