This morning at brunch the server came out and he was like “unfortunately we don’t have ice right now because a server just broke a glass in it” and we were all like “no that’s fine I think an element of danger at brunch is sexy and fun” and he was like no absolutely I get that but I still can’t let you eat glass at my job
the other day i was perusing the dessert options in the dining hall and this group of absolute stereotypical frat boy types were also milling around the desserts and one of them pointed to the strawberry pastries and said to the others “what’s the vibe with these, boys?” and i haven’t been able to get that sentence out of my head since