~No, I Really Don't Fucking Like Them~

So, I was at a Las Vegas club last night working when a guy comes in and sits at a table.

He is really kind and fun.  He says he has something for me and it is a jar of green olives. I never have liked them and I wouldn't even want one near my glass, much less in a drink. To me they are slimy and weird tasting. "No, I actually do not like olives at all," I finally reply, "but I know someone who does." I thanked him for them but he kept trying to insist that I, in fact, LOVE green olives. Yet he spent over 15 minutes trying to convince me that my whole life I have in fact adored olives, and maybe I have just been in some hallucinogenic olive-hating unreality for the past 23 years...sadly he lost that argument and I finally walked away quite bewildered. I prefer donations to olives, please keep that in mind.