California Pita #5 001

What is that, you ask?

Pickled cucumber and other veggies (stained with beet juice, I’m assuming. Or blood)

And they’re delicious!

These are one of the items you’ll find at California Pita #5’s sauce/toppings bar, featuring mediterranean salsa and some weird, tasty, green, spicy mush.

#5? Were there four other failed attempts? According to the bad reviews, most likely.

The guy that took my order looked like someone had just punched him in the stomach.

The lady that took my credit card, looked at me like I was the one that had done it. You should have seen the look on her face when I asked for extra pita!

She obviously misheard “your firstborn” in place of “pita”.

The falafal were pretty good. Regardless of the fact they looked like charcoal briquettes.

California Pita #5 002

They offered brown rice, which I appreciate. Plain white rice always reminds me of maggots. Even though, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one besides that awful scene in “Poltergeist”.

The only complaint was the scant amount of hummus provided. I eat it by the bucketloads and I was through with my portion after the first few bites. Pish!

In other news, I had to fire someone yesterday. It was a truly awful experience. Especially since I really liked this person. When I found out by the HR lady that I had to be in the room during the event, my stomach dropped. Uh, that wasn’t the plan, stan!

I’ll never forget the first time I had to fire someone. I was manager of Pretzel Time in Silverdale, Washington. This was the big leagues. I was SOMEBODY.

I arrived to the shop to find an increasingly disappointing new employee hanging out in the back with his feet up on the desk, leaving the place unattended. Pretzels getting stale before my eyes. They weren’t going to sell themselves, sucka!

It was really tough firing him. He was completely baffled. And I felt like shit.

Similar to how I feel now.

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Beverly Hills, CA 90212