i met my old roommate for lunch at souper salad. we used to eat there in college whenever we needed a veggie fix and figured that would be a good place for us to wax nostalgic. not to mention i'm long overdue for another helping of vegetables.

i beat her there by a few minutes, so i went to the restroom to wash my hands. as i was standing at the sink scrubbing, i thought about how disgusting salad bars (or any buffets for that matter) probably are. before i finished my thought, i saw a lady walk out of the stall, bypass the sink and exit the bathroom. ewwww. as if on cue, another woman entered the restroom talking on her cell phone. she was barking something or other about her son having the flu. this was more than i could stand. i grabbed some paper towels, dried my hands and made a bee-line outta there (using the paper towel wad to open doors, of course). i arrived in the parking lot just as my friend was getting out of her car and asked if she would mind eating somewhere else. she didn't mind.

somebody shoot me if i ever try to eat at a buffet again.