Every now and again the world reminds us we aren't the end all and be all of experience...

[lauraanne_gilman]

 The subject header is fron a story, but the experience is from life:

 

I was talking to a friend while I was reheating last night's leftovers for lunch, and I said, idly, in passing, "I think this needs fish sauce.  Hang on a sec."

 

An my friend, flabbergasted, said "you have fish sauce in your cabinet?"

 

Me: "The fridge, actually.  You don't?" 

 

Note to self: to some otherwise lovely people, fish sauce is weird/exotic/icky.  They're still nice people you can associate with, really.