I’ve been opening at work a couple days this week. This means I wake up way to early, but it also means I have time for breakfast. This morning I decided to stop at the gas station for a sausage biscuit and some chocolate moo. Much too my chagrin, there were no sausage-egg-cheese-biscuits warming away under the heat lamps. I settled instead for a bacon-egg-cheese-english muffin, which is a huge compromise on my part. So I get to my office and begin unwrapping my morning meal when, much to my surprise, I find that it had been mislabeled. It’s actually a cleverly disguised sausage-egg-cheese-biscuit. This is just one more example that I am, in fact, the center of the known universe.
breakfast is the most important meal of your life
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