My face is covered with a white sheet of goodness only revealing my eyes, nostril holes and mouth as I type. So I am doing a mask to make sure I look okay for the presentation tomorrow morning. It's like 9 in the morning and I have to speak to a crowd filling the entire auditorium and of course I had to do something to make sure I don't look dead, sleepy or exhausted like I just walked out of a zombie killing town as the only survivor. It's my last presentation in this school and I definitely want to leave a good impression. What I'm thinking is that at least there's my vibrant face to save it all if you know, I happen to screw up my speech… At least there's like one thing that's fine about me.
Anyway, I had Mcdonalds for dinner today. Bought a cheese burger, fries and an apple pie. The lady taking my order at the counter got really frustrated when I started making requests like fries without salt and then a last minute one about removing the pickles from my burger. She was really unhappy I supposed, because she didn't even bother to give me a plastic bag to carry she just handed me the brown paper bag without handles straight expecting me to leave. Feeling bad, I decided maybe I should just leave her alone so I ended up walking home under a really hot sun, my hands moving all the time trying to figure out the most comfortable way to hold that bag without it slipping off my fingers. So much for special orders… In my bedroom with my burger I think about that uncomfortable journey back home and wonder if I should be less fussy or if that lady had to be more patient. Either way, I should have just ask for that plastic bag. Really could have save me all that trouble. Guess I should work on making better decisions.
