senoritafish | Nuggets to ya...

Carl's Jr., a fast food restaurant, started advertising recently that they now sell "real chicken breast meat pieces" because "There Are No Nuggets on a Chicken." One of the ads features a bunch of men in suits looking closely at a white chicken on a table, poking it here and there. There's a close up of feathers flying, and a loud squawk, then you see one of the guys snapping a rubber glove off his hand with a rather disgusted look on his face and saying "No, they're not there either."

Now, John, who is trained as a chef and a meat cutter, among other things, scoffed at this whole ad campaign. According to him, chickens actually do have nuggets. They're that little piece of meat on the back, under the scapula. For some reason, this came up in the conversation at work. I related that little factoid and it struck everyone as quite funny that chickens have nuggets. Why, I don't know - we're biologists and we're just weird.

Ever since then, nuggets keep coming up at work. "Why didn't he do such and such?" "Oh he didn't have the nuggets for it." "Nuggets to ya." Etc. Especially by Pete, who uses puns whenever and wherever possible. I told John he should feel proud he has an influence even when he's not there