Dressing Debacle

As I’m heading off to the studio, Rosemary hands me a lunch bag she’s prepared, as she so thoughtfully does every morning.

Me: “Thanks sweetie. And thanks for yesterday’s too.”

Her: “Of course! How was it?”

Me: “Good!….but could you do me a favor?”

Her: “Sure. What’s up?”

Me: “Well, when you make a salad, could you just put the dressing on the side? If you put it on there for me, by the time I eat it the lettuce is kinda soggy and the whole thing’s, ya know… f*cked.”

Her: “Ok.”

Me: “Thank you.”

Her, pointing to the bag in my hand: “But today you’re getting f*cked salad.”