DippyWoddyOddleNoddles
Definition: Stubborn Noodles I Can't Eat!
I sat in King Wahum's restaurant with a friend, and I thought
"Yeah, I can do this. I've eaten noodles before with a fork!"
Only, my ego had taken over, and I didn't realize that this would be a proper Chinese restaurant with chopsticks!
I had never eaten noodles with chopsticks before! I had always used a fork, but my friend was from China, so I thought it would be good to give it a go.
"Will I need a bib for this?" I asked my friend.
"Ha! You're not a baby!" my friend told me, laughing.
I sat there staring at my noodles and chopsticks for hours. There was no way I was going to embarrass myself by asking the waiter for a fork!
I wasn't going to be laughed at.
"Go on, try them! It's easy!" My friend told me, picking up her noodles with her chopsticks like a pro!
So, I tried them. I tried picking them up in the same way.
I tried over fifty times before I turned to her and told her,
"I'm never trying DippyWoddyOdleNoddles ever again!"
We left the building; my ego divorcing me.
"What did you say?" she asked me.
"DippyWoddyOdleNoodles- A definition for stubborn noodles I can't eat!"
We both laughed, and I tried again,
but I never got the hang of chopsticks!
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Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
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Comments (2)
Hahahahahaha this story was hilarious! I don't know how to use chopsticks either!
Your story is both relatable and funny. Thanks for sharing your chopstick adventure, and remember, practice makes perfect! 😄🍜