I needed to go to Wal*Mart after work, and then Lloyd and I swung by McDonald’s for some food. He got some burgers and fries, and I ordered things with five words – a crispy ranch chicken snack wrap, and something new: A tuscan tomato basil grilled flatbread. Whew, I should have just ordered the Extra Adjectives meal – hold the fries.
I was exceeding disappointed in both items. My wrap had a tiny strip of meat and tons of breading (which I then asked them to wrap in more bread), so that was hard to eat. The flatbread came in a big ol’ piece of plastic, and that made me mad. I’ll never order it again. (It tasted alright, but had too much eco-guilt flavor.)
Of course, I’m going to keep that stupid piece of plastic around to see if I can re-use it before I recycle it. This is how hoarding begins…….