at Burger King. ::dies a little inside::
You know you eat too many kids meals & drink too many milkshakes when the chick at the drive-thru starts recognizing you, then hands you a “preferred customer card” so you can get 20% off you purchases.
It is NOT MY FAULT that BK is only 1 mile up the road & that Harpie hearts hamburgers on an unnatural level. STOP JUDGING ME, lady at the drive-thru. YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND. ::sobs of rage::
I want it noted that I have only gained 2 lbs & I am 9 weeks pregnant. ONLY TWO. I vow to not go all Merm on you, but I feel like I should explain that Harpie NEEDS those cheeseburgers. Obviously, since they’re being burned off at record speed.
