Mr. Greekopoluos liked olive oil
This entry was posted on Thursday, March 22, 2007 10:13 PM and is filed under Stories I would be telling if I still taught high school,Characters I've known.
So...I'm waiting in the waiting room, and I smell mouse turds. Sadly, I know what mouse crap smells like. My old desk in the teacher's office was a popular mouse hangout. (It was next to the microwave oven). Such was life as a Chicago Public School teacher. I should have picked another desk. A Greek guy had it before me. I forget his name. We'll call him Mr. Greekopoluos. He always looked so damn comfortable in that corner desk. I was determined to swipe his desk the minute he retired.
I'll never forget Mr. Greekopoluos' retirement lunch. Naturally we took him to Greektown. When his enormous plate of food arrived, he did something that still, to this very day, continues to boggle my mind. With his plate clocking in at 5000+ calories, he grabbed a bottle of olive oil, and drowned his food in oil. The pouring lasted 15-20 seconds, easily adding an additional 5000 calories to the mix. I'm not exaggerating. Can anyone give me an explanation of this event? I'm not trying to be my usual jack-ass self. Is this a normal Greek thing to do? I don't think people take my questions seriously. No one answered my question about off-sides. I've watched EVERY Pittsburgh Penguins hockey game this season, and I still have no idea what off-sides means.