There’s nothing like knowing what you want and being able to get it.
Someone will ask me, “What do you want for lunch?”
And I’ll say, “A turkey sandwich and a bowl of vegetable soup.”
“OK. Where can you get that?”
“I can’t. If I want that, I have to make it myself.”
Such is life.
So today I was punching away at the dojo and realized I wanted a fish burger. Most fast food places have them; this is a nation of fish eaters, after all. I’d rather stuff a rutabaga in my ear than eat at Mickey D’s, but there’s a Mos Burger right by the dojo. Unfortunately, half the neighborhood also wanted to eat there. So I went down the street to Freshness Burger, which was not crowded and has fish burgers…but not today.
Giving in to kismet, I headed for Mickey D’s, but there was a long line there, too. It didn’t seem right to have to wait in line for something I didn’t want that much anyway, so I started wandering aimlessly down the street.
Aha! Most convenience stores have fish burgers. I tried Lawson’s and then 7-11 but no luck. And then, shining on the horizon like a holy grail, a shimmering oasis in a vast desert, the twinkling star at the top of a Christmas tree, another Mos Burger, not crowded, and they made my fish burger fresh and hot.
I even splurged on a cola, but had to send it back because it was diet and that takes us back to the rutabaga scenario. (They happily replaced it with a ginger ale.)
The restaurant was right next to a pet shop, so after lunch, I went in and ogled the kittens, which were ON SALE! Only $1000 for an American Shorthair! Or $1700 for a Russian Blue!
I think not.
I’m not ready to replace Plato and Dana yet anyway. And they were free.