We worked out. I went for a job interview of sorts. I still can’t divulge any information about it yet. It went well and I’m gettin’ excited, for the most part. It has some cons. Doesn’t everything?
During the lunch interview, I strategically figured out what I’d have for lunch at the Ale House. My favorite is the prime rib sandwich, with onion rings and add cheese. I thought the best would be a knife and fork meal. Something healthy. Might as well. I ordered a grilled chicken breast, with teriyaki and pineapple. I chose the rice instead of the fries. Yes, yes, there’s a point to my usual food story. Hang in there. So anyways, I order and then my interviewer. He/she ordered the prime rib sandwich. I thought I’d die. BUT mine tasted very good. There’s more. On the way home, I talk to Jim. Jim asks me to pick up a Big Mac meal. Somehow, a double cheeseburger also found its way into the bag. Ugh! I had to eat it.
We bought Yoplait yogurt to have on hand for snacking. We just had one. The foil lid talks about how we should send in a clean lid and Yoplait will donate a dime to the Susan G. Komen. SO, you want ME to mail frickin’ lids? You just can’t donate a portion of your sales? Are you trying to stimulate the post office too? How many lids can I fit without additional postage? I have to waste resources such as water and soap to wash the lid. Duh.
Oh, and the yogurt was delicious. Thanks for asking.