I could be a giant mosquito, and cheer on McDonald's.
Whoo hoo! I finally got through. D-land is just crazy busy this time of night, I guess, cause it's when I tend to want to write, but I can't seem to get through. Anyway.
I have a mosquito bite on my neck, right in front of my right jugular vein. I hope that it doesn't end up like a vampire bite in that location... I may end up a giant mosquito, buzzing around enormously, and sucking people dry. If this is my last entry, that must be what happens-- I don't believe mosquitos are known for their typing skills. Then again, neither am I.
Anyway, as retail life is slowly sucking my creative side dry, leaving me a lifeless husk, I shall now interlude into a short passage I wrote a few weeks ago, when I kept forgetting my lunches. I did originally intend to put it on here, but never got around to it. Also, I can't think of anything new to add, so here it is!
Man, has McDonald's ever taken a hit from "Supersize Me".
I forgot again to bring my lunch to work, and I was sick of Taco Bell. At first I thought I'd get a salad, but their salads are the most expensive thing on the menu, literally. Also, I've heard that the salads have as many calories as a burger and fries, so I cut out the middle-man and just got that, instead. I walked in there at 5:15 pm, and I was the only person in there (except employees, of course). And I don't mean the only person ordering, I mean there were no customers in the whole place, no one eating, no one waiting for their order, no one.
Know what I think they should do? Jump right on that low-carb bandwagon.
Obviously, it is quite profitable right now, and there is no proof yet that it damages your liver and leeches calcium from your bones.