Non sequitur

Today, I mused out loud that I would have to run to the store for oyster crackers during lunch, because I couldn't eat my soup without them. The response of a co-worker? "Oh man, are you going to be screwed during The Apocalypse!" This started a 30 minute debate, where I argued (logically, I thought) that we were all screwed during The Apocalypse, and soup crackers would be the least of my problems. This was counteracted with "some people would survive an apocalypse, though probably not The Apocalypse, TV and movies prove that. So it is really important to know which one you are dealing with, and learn to eat soup without crackers. Because if you don't eat the soup, and eat only grass and leaves, you will have raging diarrhea and the will be no toilet paper and then what will you do?" I responded that I would scoot around like a dog, because who would be there to see it and laugh at me, and, OH YEAH, diarrhea would be the least of my problems during The, or an, Apocalypse. And so the battle raged on.

Further proof that anyone who chooses a profession where they get pooped and peed on daily, is not playing with a full deck of cards. And have screws so loose that sometimes, they all fall out onto the floor and bounce away.