I decided I wanted some greasy fast food today - I order a ridiculous high caloric lunch because who doesn't love to ingest at least a days worth of calories in just under an hour?
I pull forward to pay, but wait - oh no! - where has my debit card gone? I rummage through my purse, the glove compartment, the center console - nothing. Sorry lady, I have nothing to pay for the ridiculous amount of food you are holding or for the diet coke you just handed me.
I get back to work, bummed that I had nothing to binge on. And a little concerned I may have actually lost my card, but no worries as I get out of the car, there it is, mocking me - the card was hiding under my fat ass.
Seriously - do I need more of a sign to show me that I have no business eating?
at least she let me keep the diet coke...