britl days

This elevator is broken. But an “Emergece”?

On wrapping and playing with your food

Earlier this week I went on a super grocery shopping trip. I went to the new store in my neighbourhood, and walked in to see this.

Individually wrapped oranges.

I may have used my outside voice when I saw them: “Well, that’s some kind of bullshit.”

After sliding away from the people giving me weird glances and picking up my bag of not-individually-wrapped-in-plastic oranges, I tweeted a photo of the oranges. But I wasn’t content to stop there, so I consulted an expert on oranges. (Which I think are wrapped already - by nature.)

Well, now I feel better. Orangey and I basked in our agreement. Until he realized he was my snack.

Delicious.

My awkward McDonald’s experience

Today, an awkward story to go along with the photo. This is a snap of the bag my food came in last night. It was a long day, being my third 12 hour day in a row, and day 5 of a 6 day work run. After running errands, I couldn’t be bothered to cook, so I clipped one of the coupons and drove to my neighbourhood McDonald’s.

When I got to the drive through, I was greeted by a guy through the box:

Him: “Welcome to McDonald’s, how are you today?”

Me: “Good thanks! How are you doing?”

There’s a pause, then a quiet and depressed: “Not so good actually…”

I freeze, surprised by the candidness. After an awkward pause I reply. “Well… I’m sorry to hear that. I hope things get better.”

Still depressed: “Yeah… thanks for asking. Can you hold on a moment?”

I agree to, and sit there waiting awkwardly, trying not to laugh at the situation. Then a girl comes on to take my order. And all the staff were female through the rest of my dealings.

So, not really sure what happened there, but a hilariously awkward moment that I just had to share.