Dear Taco Bell, When a 30 something year old married woman comes in at 8:30pm on a school night to order her first real meal (I use that term very loosely with TB) of the day, and has mascara smeared all under her baggy eyes, please, be kind. When she orders a side of nacho cheese with her meal, please, dont skimp. Load the little cup all the way up, not just half way. This is important. You dont know her, or her life, or what she has endured that day...and she probably really needs that extra half an inch of fake, plastic, yellow deliciousness, just to cope. Thank you. Sincerely, Said 30-something year old, stressed out, exhausted, married woman who is sorely disappointed with my stress eating meal.
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 01:39:23 +0000