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The taste of defeat...
2003-11-07 - 5:33 p.m.

So I think to myself.

"Self, I'm tired of my stomach making noise. Let's go to Subway."

On the way there I remind myself that I have coupons at home for $1 off any footlong sub.

But I insist that my stomach might rupture on the bus if I don't put food in it.

So I went to McDonald's.

"I'll get a double cheeseburger.", I say to myself.

Luckily the girl behind the counter heard me and didn't think I was crazy.

"Would you like anything else", she asked.

I thought for a moment.

I remembered that they had McMonopoly going on. I remembered that I have great luck at that game and usually win. So I say, "I would like large fries.", thinking I was gonna win.

Well the large fries don't even let you play McMonopoly. I had no chance. So I just blew $1.66 on some stupid fries that I didn't really want.

At least they were good.

earlier - later