The Mustard Whore

Apparantly, my coworker will do anything for money. Today, at Philippe's, he whored himself out for hot mustard.

You see, my coworker has a habit of dumping a shitload of spicy condiments--hot sauce, jalapenos, pepper flakes--on anything he eats. He has no taste buds, he says.

So naturally, after watching him continuously add tiny spoonfuls of Philippe's famous (HOT) horseradish mustard onto his French dip sandwich, we all offered to each pay him a dollar if he ate a tablespoonful of the stuff. He did.

Now he is 7 bucks richer for all of, what, 3 seconds of work? That's like $8400 an hour, right? Whoring for mustard is pretty lucrative work if you ask me.