Yesterday I wanted Arby's like nobody's business. There is an Arby's three blocks from my office. Seems like getting my roast beef sandwich and curly fries should be pretty simple, right?
Wrong.
I immediately started getting mentally whiney, throwing up road blocks to satisfying my craving. "It is cold. Really cold. And it is too bright outside and I don't have my sunglasses. And I didn't bring boots and my heels would be killing my feet by the time I got back. And I can't wear my tennis shoes because my pants would drag on the ground. And it is really cold."
Suddenly, in the middle of my tirade I realized there was a solution to this that would allow me to get my Arby's without any shoe or cold problems: drive. As soon as it dawned on me a huge weight was lifted from my shoulders and I skipped to the parking ramp, heels and all. Back at the office as I bit into that delicious sammie I have to say, laziness never tasted so good.
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Even if they DID short you on Arby's sauce.
AHHH one should try any measures to get roast beef sandwich and curly fries!!!:)
mmmmmmmmmmmm Arby's......mmmmmmmmmm
uh oh - I didn't take anything out for dinner... May be that's a sign from the universe to stop on my way home.
MMM...I've been having a mad hankering for Arbys lately.
The window lady totally gave me sass too...and THEN shorted me on the sauce. Lame.
Glad you approve, I.Colita!
Sister, it is totally a sign. Do it!
Well, Chelsea, I'm pretty much always thinking Arbys so, yeah. I know the feeling.
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