<b><a href="http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/017566.html">The Biggest Uproar in Their Home Since the Cuban Gristle Crisis</a></b><br/> <!-- ID = 99092 -->Loud middle aged guy on cell: Hello? What? Where&#39;s the meat? It&#39;s on the counter. I took it out last night. It was half frozen. Okay. (some time goes by) Hello? Who is this? Kiah? I took it out last night. It&#39;s on the counter. No, it&#39;s good. It was half frozen. Noooo, it&#39;s fine. It&#39;s not ruined! It&#39;s good. Noooooooooo. It&#39;s not ruined! I&#39;ll eat it, leave it for me. I&#39;ll eat it tonight and all the way to Shabbat, it will be my pleasure, it will be delicious. (some time goes by) I&#39;m getting off the train. I&#39;m coming home. They&#39;re mad about the meat. (Now almost on the verge of crying) It&#39;s not ruuuined. Noooooooooooo. It&#39;s goooood. Why is the meat no good? It&#39;s not ruuuined. Noooooooooooooooooooooo.<br/><br/>--Q Train<br/>via <a href="http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/">Overheard in New York</a>, Jan 5, 2009