I stopped at the Maverick this afternoon for a quick lunch. I grab a hot dog and a drink. While im standing in line a lady behind me says hey thats not very healthy. I feel as though ive been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. I know im about to eat junk, but im in a hurry I reply back as I approach the counter like a dog with its tail between its legs trying not to make eye contact. Then I hear her say to the other cashier. Give me a pack of Marlboro reds please. I look over at her like whaaaat?.... Yep im living in some kind of alternate universe. I think ill call it the pot & kettle universe. As a side note, that hot dog was sure yummy : )
Posted on: Thu, 04 Dec 2014 23:21:03 +0000
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