Top ‘o the muppin, to you!
Posted on March 16th, 2009 –
I ran into the coffee shop for my breakfast of last resort, the over-soda’d muffin.
The shop owner (Japanese, I think) registered my order, a “BAH-nana MUPPIN!”, with the cashier. She was young, maybe fourteen, and visibly burdened with an awkwardness that was probably compounded by her own mangled English.
There was something unsettling about her presence in the coffee shop during school hours. That was, until I realized that this is the first week of March break. Then came the super (and much worse), realization that this girl would probably be spending her March break working in her dad’s coffee shop.
To all of you flying south for alcohol-fueled hijinks, allow me to express my disdain. Mostly because I never got to go.
To all of you valiant teenage soldiers holding down the home front this year, and anyone else who doesn’t get a break when, let’s face it, we should all be relaxing, let me raise a muppin top in salute. You do me proud. And breakfast.
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March 16th, 2009 8:05 am
Haha – so sad! I read your comment on bTO, then came here. I, too, never got to go booze it up on communist islands on the beach for march break / reading week ; I
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