I met up with an old college friend for dinner tonight. When the waitress brought out our food, she brought out a platter of humus with veggies and a hamburger with fries. Guess which one she tried to hand him and which she tried to hand me…
Side note: I ran two miles before going to dinner
She quickly gave me my hamburger, and all was right in the world.
I have an unhealthy obsession with food, and I’m not even kind of sorry about it.