My warehouse manager just went out to the Roach Coach (those food trucks that go from warehouse to warehouse delivering less than healthy food…) to get his mid-morning meal during break. He came in balancing a plate of food and carrying a Gatorade. I was asking him some questions about an order and he started jumping around a little. I looked him funny, and he replied:
“The tortillas in my pocket are burning me!”
And he proceeded to pull out a several tortillas wrapped in thin yellow paper.
Cracked my shit up!