In writing this blog, I've made no secret of being occassionally discontent with my, uh, "subpar" personal life. I realize bitching about this kind of stuff gets old pretty fast, so I've tried to cut down as of late, but the following was too good to pass up:
Today for lunch, I stopped at a small convenience store for a sandwhich to take to the library.
Me: And a spoon please, for the dessert.
Counter Guy: Just one spoon?
Me: Uh... yes, just one.
Counter Guy: You're eating all alone?
Me: Uh, yes.
Really? At Noon? On a Wednesday? Is the concept really that horrendous?
Oh, and the "creamy milk specialty" turned out to be essentially yogurt. Hmph.