Just Stuff

I was not super-duper lucky today – that is, feeling well enough for a last-ditch run.  In fact, I was sicker today than yesterday.  After making breakfasts and packing lunches, I convinced hubby to get the boys off to school.   Actually, there was no “convincing.”  I simply asked, and he obliged.  Then I slept in until about 9:30 AM.  I felt weak.  My throat hurt.  I was sweating.

I knew there was no chance of running today, especially since I worked tonight and I have a THREE day trip with middle schoolers (beginning tomorrow, Friday). 

This all didn’t mean that I couldn’t get some strengthening in today.  I will say that hubby was less than pleased to find me in the living room with weights in my hands.  (Note to self:  one good reason NOT to have a home office).

So!  By mid afternoon, I wasn’t feeling too fine.  But I had to get off to work, then back to pack for my trip.  On the way to work I stopped for a hamburger, even though I wasn’t starved or anything.  It was just that I had taken in only a few hundred calories today, and with a full afternoon and evening ahead, I thought I’d go ahead and splurge on a burger.

Well.  I drove through the drive-thru, asked for a burger.  The speakers said, “Would you like fries?” 

“No.” 

“And that’s a double burger?”

“No double burger, no fries,” I replied.  I really just wanted some calories, and a burger was even more than I wanted.  “Just a burger.”

I drove up to the pay window.  Paid.

Then I drove up to the pick-up.  “Would you like to try our berry slush?” 

“No,” I laughed.  “I’m cutting back.  Just a burger.”

“Just a burger?”

“Yup.”

“No fries?”

“No.  Just a burger.”

After waiting a couple minutes the young lady returned to the window with a bag.  “Here’s your double burger,” she said.

“I don’t want a double.”

“You paid for a double.”  (That’s two patties of meat, which is way too much!)

“Still,” I smiled.  “I don’t want a double.”

She looked just a tad puzzled.  “Well, we’re going to have to give you a refund.  Wait.  Let me talk to my manager.”

“Okay.”

Can you believe that this precious young lady returned to the window with a copy of my receipt in her hand?  She held it out so that I could see and said, “Look.  You paid for a double.”

“BUT I DON’T WANT A DOUBLE.”

“Well,” she said timidly.  “You’re gonna have to pull forward and wait.  We’ll  bring you a single and a refund.”

“That’s okay,” I said and pulled forward.  There was no way I was going to take their double burger to convenience them.  The single was a bit too much as it was.  (My refund, by the way, was 51 cents)

I really had to laugh about the amount of food this particular franchise tried to push onto me.  No wonder we have a weight situation in the U.S.  First they wanted to give me fries, then a double burger, then a berry slush, and then a double burger again.  Yikes!!!

This was the highlight of my day.  Actually, work was my highlight (Because I really, really love my job – no joke).  But I was pretty dang annoyed with my students today, and I don’t want to say anything to embarrass them.  On the good side, I didn’t kick anyone out of class. 

Happy weekend!