Agreed, dana. It's the Starbucksification of the world. That being said, I LOVE Chipotle and wonder if I can have it for lunch today? Perhaps I can have a some neocolonialism on the side?
I am giving up on WTF? and I'm moving to WTS? (What the swyve!?).
Neither of my options is burrito like.
Fine, I will make my own decisions. Sigh.
"I want a kid's quesadilla, but with chicken, and cut into ten pieces, and tacos, but only two, and with the shells in a bowl, and the toppings in separate containers..."
Just Eat A Muffin, Whitey!
"Car on track" doesn't actually express what was happening in that picture! Eek.
On the upside of my doctor's appointment, instead of making a followup appointment, I just had the mammogram right then. On the downside, ow. Also, I've apparently gained more weight than I would have thought. Possibly my cheese-bread sandwich and chips lunch was not the best choice?
"Car on track" doesn't actually express what was happening in that picture! Eek.
Well, technically, the car is on the tracks. It's just that there's a train in the way.
I'm on the phone with my credit card company, because the credit card website is offering me the ability to pay my credit card from my bank account with them. Which...does not exist.
How can cheese bread sandwich ever be the wrong choice?
I can handle cell phone bills. I understand them. I just somehow still cannot get a handle on not overusing my data on them.
How can cheese bread sandwich ever be the wrong choice?
That is my general feeling! Which possibly has led to some shrinkage of my wardrobe due to expansion of my body. (I was actually OK with the level of shit I got from this new doctor -- she was like, "You know these things are issues, here are two sentences about what you could do, moving on.")
Credit card company: "Huh, sure enough, you don't have a checking account with us. That's weird."
Me: "So maybe we could look into this a little more, to make sure that someone hasn't actually opened an account with my information?"
Yeah, I'm pretty sure "that's weird" was the extent of the response you were calling to obtain.