The Lunch Blues

I had to go out for lunch because, when I opened my carefully self-packed lunch, it had in it only baby carrots and a Diet Dr Pepper. Since I’m not a coke-fueled country music star, this was, of course, not all I planned on eating.

The other half of my lunch is, presumably, on the floor of my car. I remember the good old days when I could just go out to my car and retrieve anything I’d left there.

Those were some glorious times.

2 thoughts on “The Lunch Blues

  1. I don’t get it — why can’t you retrieve items from your car at work? Do you have to park in the next county, or somethin’?
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