That Sandwich Sent Me Straight to Hell

My company is monitoring our time more closely, and this is actually a good thing because it means that I actually will be paid for over time for once! But the only downside is I now have to closely monitor how long my lunches are. So now I have only a half an hour to get myself something to eat. I decide to walk to the local specialty Mexican sandwich store, as the only other things available are cart food and fast food. And really, I feel less sick after eating the cart food.

So, I start walking. And about a block away, I notice out of the corner of my eye that there are a gaggle of women less than a block away to the right, heading towards my sandwich store. So I start power walking. I literally cut them off at the door, and get my order in first.

The reason I power walked and cut them off is because if they got to place an order in front of me, I knew my lunch would run long, and I would never make it back in time. The whole time the guy is taking my order, he’s kind of scowling at me. I think nothing of it, and I get my food, and I turn around to leave…

And I they’re nuns. I cut off nuns. I wasn’t even paying that much attention to them, I just wanted that damned sandwich. When I got back, Ericka asked me, “So, was that sandwich worth the eighth circle of hell?”

It was grilled steak, jalapeño cheese, grilled pineapple, and avocado… so you tell me!

In other news, I got a haircut. I walked right in and asked for The Rachel. Which is what I now have. Seriously, this is the best haircut I have ever had.