Argh... today was not one of my best days. I'll throw out a few hint key words right now for some foreshadowing. French fries. Door. Gravity.
Anyway, I came home a little late today. Usually, when this happens, I would just go somewhere like McDonalds and get something quick. But not today.
I was hungry, and I was tired. So I went to two fast food places.
So there I was driving into my garage with a burrito from Albertos and a helping of Animal Style fries from In-n-out. I couldn't help but wonder why the In-n-out lady didn't put my fries in a bag and also why she didn't put the fries in the center of the to-go box.
So I take my food and approach my door. With both hands full, I think, "You know, this is always the part where some careless guy would try to do something fancy to open the door and then drop his food. Not gonna happen to me though, I'm gonna be extra careful right now."
And like the smartass that I am, I balance the box of fries on the same arm I hold the burrito and swing open the door with. Lo and behold, the box of fries falls to the ground, top side facing perfectly down.
Am I mad that I can't eat my fries and that I paid $2 extra for spread that would otherwise be free? Absolutely.
But guess what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna go out to buy some animal style fries from In-n-out again 'cause I just gotta have'em.
EDIT: Got my fries. Best. Fries. Ever.
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