alright so there’s been a snowstorm in MTL and the streets ain’t cute. okay? and I’ve been telling myself for 2-3 days straight (maybe even more, but I have an ego, so let’s stick to max 3 and pretend I’m innocent) that I’d go grocery shopping and study, downtown.
Welp!
I finally went today, 39 minutes (listen!! a bitch can be specific) before close - ugh I always feel so embarassed walking in cuz I remember when I was a cashier or associate I would, majority of the time, roll my eyes at those last minute customers, espesh if they were paying cash and I had already started counting the cash in my cash register. Whew! How I grew and came to understand what was on the other side! So yeah. I was so effective, with my list, alley itinerary and everything!
Now. Obviously I got so much food, for over 60$ worth of groceries, yet here I was. In line. At a fast food restaurant, which ended up being Mcdonald’s because the cooks weren’t wearing their masks at the shawarma place. ordering a fucking big mac combo at 11.37$, because cheeseburger combos don’t exist???!!!! I remember when their combos were max 7$. I guess that shows my wisdom. How I have seen the world of Mcdonald’s prices go up. I would apply as a panelist to humbly share my experience.
I PROUD OF MYSELF FOR BEING HERE AND NOW IT’S 12:58 AM AND MY EYES ARE STARTING TO FEEL TIRED AND MY GROCERY BAGS ARE IN THE TRUNK AND FOOD IS PROBZ FROZEN AND I WONDER IF THE EGGS ARE OKAY AND NOW I JUST GOTTA GO. oh dear fleeting thoughts. goodbye.