Seven Degrees Left of Center

No Tootsie Rolls ... ?

Today, I want to share a funny story.

A few weeks after the surgery, my wife took me out for dinner. In many ways, my brain was still traumatized. But I was ready and willing to get out of the house.

The restaurant makes my favorite sandwich with tater tots, so I ordered the "Variety Sandwich with Tootsie Rolls." I was proud of myself—until I noticed the waitress looking at me confused.

My wife snickered and asked, "Tootsie Rolls?"

"No," I said, "The Variety Sandwich with Tootsie Rolls."

The waitress, "I'm sorry, we don't have Tootsie Rolls," started to snicker with my wife.

This went on for a couple of minutes before I connected the dots. I was thinking of tater tots, but the words Tootsie Rolls came out. I could not say "tater tots" every time I tried "Tootsie Rolls," is what I said. So, in the end, I got french fries. I could say, "french fries."

I hope this made you grin or chuckle. Have a blessed day.