kenna

so I decided to go to *ahem* crapdonalds for lunch today.  I was going to write a little something on how much time i will spend in the bathroom tonight because of it and the fact that no matter how much i regret it each time - i still go back for more punishment a month or two down the road.

So, anywhoo, i am sitting inbetween the windows waiting for my dblcheese meal with a coke and it strikes me.  The people who work at McDonalds are really nice people.  People I would actually trust to take my money, and probably actually wash their hands when leaving the restroom.  Why is it that these nice people are stuck working for one of the worst bloodsucking corporations in America?  Why, just because they can’t operate a financial calculator?  Why aren’t they helping me at Panera? or Carlos O’ Kelly’s?  Because they are not “cool” enough?  Argh. 

enter in in thoughts of wanting to go to McDonalds just so those are the people encounter on my lunch - a little lighter on the ego and a little heavier on the ol treat people the way you wanted to be treated.

i’ll try to remember that from the toilet seat of regret later on this afternoon.