misheard at work

This morning a customer came in and was talking with one of my coworkers. The conversation wasn’t really taking place near me, but close enough so I knew they were talking about food and food restrictions.

All of a sudden, the customer says, “I don’t know if it matters to you, but I’m a Presbyterian.”

So there I was, listening in, and super confused trying to remember anything I might have ever known about Presbyterian eating restrictions.

Except no, it turns out — the word the customer was going for was “Pescetarian.” (I learned this concept as pesco vegetarian — a vegetarian who eats fish — so pescetarianism was a new one for me.)

[And also, no again, because in reality the customer was more of a pesco-ovo-lacto vegetarian who also ate chicken. aka, no cows or pigs, but everything else is fair game. I'm not sure there's actually a fancy name for that; I think it's just 'I don't eat beef or pork.']

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Christmas callback

I was sort of overwhelmed with Christmas adorableness when this fic first showed up on tumblr/pinboard, but I saw it again yesterday and found myself ready to dive back into the Christmas spirit already.

if i built you in miniature, by keskasi

Derek hosts a kids tv show and builds model trains! Stiles works at a gift shop and likes Christmas sweaters! Together they don’t have to fight any crime! At all!

(No, really, it’s just a super cute fic about Derek and Stiles and Christmas.)

Laura ignores him, which is probably a character trait of hers, throws up her arms, and launches into a pretty impressive Derek impression. “It’s all ‘we have a reputation to uphold,’ ‘Laura, do you think evergreens group like that in nature?’ ‘There’s not enough tinsel, Mom, don’t you understand we need tinsel,’ and the ever-timeless deciduous trees argument.”

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