If they don't listen, bring donuts

Title courtesy of Degen, a Canadian reader who earwormed me with that phrase. Baby, it's so catchy.

So, I'm now at work and I haven't eaten breakfast or lunch. I thought that I would get a Wendy's Greek Pita, so I went there on my way in. I decided to go inside so that I could see if they had brewed ice tea or that garbage that comes with the Coke/Pepsi contract[1].

Answer? The garbage that comes with the Coke/Pepsi contract. It is in a separate metal dispenser as IF no one will notice it's Nestea. Just who the hell do they think they're fooling with that thing? I thought that one good thing I could point to about the south was that usually, ice tea was the brewed sort. Now, I can excuse some of that here since it's pretty urbanized, but the damn Burger King in Front Royal also has the corn-syrup-solid-based-nasty-Nestea shit. Again, I like something, so you should all count on it's disappearance in the near future. Sigh.

Anyway, I decided that the inside line from Wendy's was too long and opted to go back out to the drive through. That way, at least I could listen to some more Wedding Present[2]. Once I got out there, the drive through line was *so long* that I had to wait to back out of my space! And, of course, once I did that, there was no way anyone was going to let me in the drive through line. I thought I'd come here and look for a friend to go to lunch with...but he's not here. I *really* had my heart set on having a nice meal served to me. Sigh. I had a handful of animal crackers I found in my desk, and I suppose I'll now have some more coffee so that I won't be hungry.

One thing about dieting: I just don't eat stuff I don't really want. I can only go so long without my blood sugar making me cranky though...thus the animal crackers.

I have more to say, but I just can't manage the time or energy right now. My wrist is killing me, and I'll be seeing someone about it next Tuesday. I'm bored with my job, and, I'm afraid, with my profession in general. I guess I'll expound on all that some other time.

[1]Do I even need to explain why I have to go inside? You can't imagine trying to explain the concept of "real" or "brewed" ice tea in a drive through. It's problematic even when you're dealing with a native English speaker, and that's usually not the case.

[2]The Wedding Present are the coolest 80's band of which you've never heard. I was listening to a lot of them a couple of weeks ago, but had crawled out of the hole lined with Singles 1989-1991. I fell back in today.

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