September 3, 2007

  • Previously Untyped Xanga Story: "Slim Jim"

    June 2006

    This is another story Elder Pitcher reminded me of.  While in Temple City, we went to visit a less active with 2 big dogs.  When we walked in, the dogs were outside.  He sat us down and gave us each a long rope of beef type stuff- like a giant slim jim.  I was mortified.  I hate those things- beef jerky- ick.  Anyway, I was thinking about how terrible it was that I had to eat this thing.  Hoping to get it over with, I took a giant bite and started chewing.  It was thick, and the flavor was so strong I almost threw up.  As I chewed, the less active guy walked back in the room with the dogs.  I don’t know what gave it away.  Maybe it was the look on his face.  Suddenly I knew the beef rope was for the dogs.  In an awkward way, he said, “Oh, do you want one too?”  I shook my head, still chewing this hunk of awful dog food.  The dogs finished it, and we taught a very quick lesson then left.

    The way Elder Pitcher tells the story, the first thing I said as we left the house was, “I am so humiliated.”  I was pretty embarrassed.  We had to go to Wendy’s right away to wash away that horrible flavor with some chicken nuggets and a frosty.  I love Elder Pitcher stories.