nietzsche wrote:Dukasaur wrote:nietzsche wrote:Dukasaur wrote:notyou2 wrote:2dimes wrote:Condiments are like nice swimsuits. They won't fix a beast but might be very nice on an attractive model.
A good fry up is good. A splash of sauce can make it stellar!
You drinking Margaritas?
f*ck, now I have to go to Taco Tequila's tonight! Hot chimichanga with triple-threat hot sauce, and a Bloody Ceasar!
Don't you have an appointment at Burger King?
I only had to eat at Burger King for two months because the snow never stopped and I was working 14 hours a day. Didn't have time for anything slower than a drive-through. But now, we have had, for the first time in 75 days, three consecutive days of sunshine!
No fucking snow = no fucking snow plows!
So two days in a row I only went in to work for three or four hours, just catching up paperwork and negotiating with the mechanics (the mechanics work for us, be mechanics are the fucking prima donnas of the transportation industry, we still have to kiss their ass to get anything done.) That was Monday and Tuesday. And then today, I really went over the top. I called my camp clerk and said, "f*ck it all, I'm not going to work at all today! There's no snow, and there's nothing on my desk that won't wait until tomorrow."
So, for three days I had time to eat something other than Burger King! Monday I actually cooked, real cooking instead of microwavable dinners for the first time in two months. I pulverized some liver and made homemade liverwurst, on artisan multigrain bread with a big-ass salad.
Then Tuesay I went Vietnamese.
And today (scroll up) I had Tikka Massala!
You're back at that job? I thought you were still driving trailers.
That was last winter. This winter I got invited back to this job.