Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, September 24, 2020

A few weeks ago, I ordered a tuna sub combo from a sandwich place. When I got there, not only was the dining room open - in the midst of a fucking pandemic - but they hadn't even started making my order and I had to wait amongst the customers who were also waiting for their to-go orders and well within six feet of each other.

Just yesterday, I ordered a tuna sub combo from a sandwich place. When I got there, not only was the dining section open - in the midst of a fucking pandemic - but the people in front of me, it turns out, seemed to not even be in line, even though I was in the 'pick up online orders' line.

If this is some kind of insidious ploy by the universe to get me to lose weight, kindly piss off. Guessing games are for children.

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