Action #1: The waiter doesn't listen while Zim says, "NO TOMATOES, PLEASE" a million times.
Action #2: Zim doesn't realize he's not listening, 'cos he sure can fake it very well.
Action #3: The sandwich arrives, and Zim asks one more time: "No tomatoes, right?" The waiter nods and leaves.
Action #4: Zim bites into a friggin' slice of tomato.

Reaction?

VOMIT.

I've tried many many many times, and I can't fucking eat tomatoes. And this sort of thing happens to me all the damn time, which is why I tell them I don't want tomatoes more than I should. It really pisses me off because what if I was the kind of tongue-and-face-swelling kind of allergic or something? Grrr.

( Stolen from Naz )

I'm so fucking exhausted that my kneecaps are vibrating.