What a sad thing.
I guess now that I write this, I remember getting my first McDouble, no pickle and medium iced coffee, on the ride into work. Work started at supper, so I'd eat on the ride in. And I'd eat that same meal, anywhere from three to four times per week. Or basically, every Cinderella (closing) shift.
What a dumbass.
Then if I was closing with a turnaround the next morning, I'd stop and get a McGriddle and medium iced coffee. That would be at least once per week, except for back when they had me on continuous close open, close open.
Then I'd eat more. I'm not sure how many more times I can type the word dumbass, but you get the idea.
And the truth is, before this, I NEVER understood how people ate out so much. I was the biggest food snob. One, I'm a WAY better scratch cook. Two, my food is less expensive. And three, it wasn't good for my heart. But even with all this, I still managed to land a seat on the Fast Food Train.
Dumbass, it is.
PS: As I was finishing this post, I got a call from my old boss called and I'm officially hired back. Just have a bit more paperwork to do tomorrow and then if all goes well, I'll be back to work next week. Because after all, I'm not dead yet.
PPS: I was going to wait to show you these but I'm here now so what the heck. Yesterday I snagged a bag of Bulgur Wheat Cereal. Or that's what the package reads. Either way, it's something I've wanted to try but haven't. So I'm giving it a go. I'm thinking, homemade sesame sticks.
That's all for now. Thanks for reading.