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Pastry chef: Would you like something written on the cake? Natasha: Yes, please. "Happy Birthday Jeff" Pastry chef: Jess! Natasha: No no, Jeff: J. E. F. F. Pastry chef: J E S S ? Natasha: No, no — J E F F. It is F okay? Pastry chef: Okay. Natasha: It is F … okay? Please make sure that it is J. E. F. F. Pastry chef: Okay. Natasha: Thanks. I’ll pick up the cake around 7:00pm tomorrow. |
No, no, no…once again stupid people should walk, smart people should ride cars.
Not sure how that sheds light on the cake fiasco, but…there you go!