Cathy: "So the DEA banned spice today. If you see a guy driving around in a white van you should call the police."
Me: "What? There is a man selling spice? Like seasoning?"
(insert mental picture of an ice cream man type truck driving around offering steak rubs and chicken marinades...)
C: "Yeah, and it's illegal."
C: "Yes, that's what they're calling synthetic marijuana."
(i couldn't remember the word synthetic, instead i had syndicated and syphilis blocking my brain)
(but not actual syphilis, i knew the word i was trying to think of had an "sy" in it and those were the only two words i could think of at the moment.)
(but i digress)
M: "Wait, spice is marijuana."
C: "Well, synthetic."
M: "And there's a guy selling it in a van??"
C: "Yes, so don't buy bath salts."
M: "Why not?"
C: "Because synthetic marijuana is now illegal."
M: "What the heck do bath salts have anything to do with marijuana?!?"
C: "That's where it comes from."
M: "So what is spice?"
C: "The marijuana."
M: "But it comes from bath salts?"
The lesson here: Don't Do Bath Salts. Or Marinate Your Chicken. And hire an interpreter when talking to your co-workers.