oh shit!
Ugh, not only something bad came out of today! something good also came out!
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So I went with some friends out to the mall. They stopped by some pizza place to eat since they were all hungry. They kept insisting I should order like a veggie pizza with no cheese, since they knew I didn't eat all day because I was with them most of the day.
I didn't want to make a big deal, or put the spotlight on my eating habits or lack of. So I ordered a small for myself (veggie, no cheese, etc) to just nibble on some veggies and call it a day.
While I ordered, the cashier kept giving me attitude that I was asking for "too much to be done". Well, fuck, I'm sorry! I don't come to these places daily to understand the daily routines of a pizza cashier.
I was like, okay, I'll take some salad then (after taking notice they had some). She hands me a plastic box. A PLASTIC BOX. and points me to a salad bar. I almost died of anxiety at this point, I don't eattttt out of boxxxessss anddd food that's been left out to be touched!
I wanted to die right then and there.
So I was like, okay maybe not. Can I just have the pizza I asked beforehand? She groaned and said how would you like the crust. I was like, what do you mean. She explained to me that I could do ALL SORTS OF THINGS to my pizza crust.
jesus.
First she explained elaborately that I could STUFF GOOEY MELTING CHEESE in my crust, have a thin crust pizza, or like "regular".
I think I almost died at this point.
Anyways, I just asked her gently for regular crust. She then went on about getting 'buffalo wings' (don't get me started on that) or cheese sticks.
I nearly threw up, no really, since I've been taking tetracycline pills to lose my appetite. ALL OF THIS DIDN'T HELP ME MUCH.
So, I told her no thanks and how I don't eat meat, and to please stop asking me to order more food and accept my debit card. She then goes on about how it'll be "15 mins" or so.
I just scurried away slowly, thanking her (apparently for her crappy) service.
So, if that wasn't enough for an episode for me.
My friends were all waiting for me to eat before they touched their food. So I went up to get the box, and the chick just looked at me so disgustingly.
As I sat down, my friends were talking with me as I grabbed a slice to chew some veggies. Then something soft and firm touched my lips. I was saying to myself, NO that couldn't be. FUCK yes it was, it was a chunk of CHICKEN.
I gaged and walked myself to the restroom, with friends of mine following me. What was I suppose to do. I wanted to just go to my home and lock myself in my room.
Anyways, my friends empathized and allowed me to just grab a bottled water. They did 'expect' me to eat something at the mall though, they brought up. I DIDN'T CARE, I JUST WANTED TO LEAVE THIS SHITHOLE OF A PLACE. HOW CAN PEOPLE EAT THIS CRAP.
So, I ate a small portion of tofu and some steamed veggies at the food court. It was "on" my friend Andrew, he was "happy" to see me "out" and eating again.
Jeez, never again will I step foot in a pizza parlor.
I have a ranch home all to myself this weekend! It belongs to my grandmother, but she's out in till monday for a wedding along with the rest of my family.
I was going to go, but I decided against it. After I heard I'd be rooming with my sisters disgusting boyfriend in a hotel room. Gross, and there were no other options. So I passed it up, ah well. I was never for weddings, I hope at least the bride (I know her well, really understanding) has a great day.
Other then that, fuck yes a ranch home to myself! I need to get into my grandmothers wine cabinets and invite friends over. Hopefully they'll bring over attractive guy friends.
I was also left with my mothers debit card, if I was going to go anywhere to use it instead (this was to compensate for not being able to go to the wedding, being no more hotel rooms available).
Oh well, I really doubt the food there would be vegan-friendly anyways. Or if anyone I knew was going to go other then my family (it was invitation only). BORE.
Bleh, I should have tons of fun anyways.
Hope you all are doing well.
choose:
So I went with some friends out to the mall. They stopped by some pizza place to eat since they were all hungry. They kept insisting I should order like a veggie pizza with no cheese, since they knew I didn't eat all day because I was with them most of the day.
I didn't want to make a big deal, or put the spotlight on my eating habits or lack of. So I ordered a small for myself (veggie, no cheese, etc) to just nibble on some veggies and call it a day.
While I ordered, the cashier kept giving me attitude that I was asking for "too much to be done". Well, fuck, I'm sorry! I don't come to these places daily to understand the daily routines of a pizza cashier.
I was like, okay, I'll take some salad then (after taking notice they had some). She hands me a plastic box. A PLASTIC BOX. and points me to a salad bar. I almost died of anxiety at this point, I don't eattttt out of boxxxessss anddd food that's been left out to be touched!
I wanted to die right then and there.
So I was like, okay maybe not. Can I just have the pizza I asked beforehand? She groaned and said how would you like the crust. I was like, what do you mean. She explained to me that I could do ALL SORTS OF THINGS to my pizza crust.
jesus.
First she explained elaborately that I could STUFF GOOEY MELTING CHEESE in my crust, have a thin crust pizza, or like "regular".
I think I almost died at this point.
Anyways, I just asked her gently for regular crust. She then went on about getting 'buffalo wings' (don't get me started on that) or cheese sticks.
I nearly threw up, no really, since I've been taking tetracycline pills to lose my appetite. ALL OF THIS DIDN'T HELP ME MUCH.
So, I told her no thanks and how I don't eat meat, and to please stop asking me to order more food and accept my debit card. She then goes on about how it'll be "15 mins" or so.
I just scurried away slowly, thanking her (apparently for her crappy) service.
So, if that wasn't enough for an episode for me.
My friends were all waiting for me to eat before they touched their food. So I went up to get the box, and the chick just looked at me so disgustingly.
As I sat down, my friends were talking with me as I grabbed a slice to chew some veggies. Then something soft and firm touched my lips. I was saying to myself, NO that couldn't be. FUCK yes it was, it was a chunk of CHICKEN.
I gaged and walked myself to the restroom, with friends of mine following me. What was I suppose to do. I wanted to just go to my home and lock myself in my room.
Anyways, my friends empathized and allowed me to just grab a bottled water. They did 'expect' me to eat something at the mall though, they brought up. I DIDN'T CARE, I JUST WANTED TO LEAVE THIS SHITHOLE OF A PLACE. HOW CAN PEOPLE EAT THIS CRAP.
So, I ate a small portion of tofu and some steamed veggies at the food court. It was "on" my friend Andrew, he was "happy" to see me "out" and eating again.
Jeez, never again will I step foot in a pizza parlor.
I have a ranch home all to myself this weekend! It belongs to my grandmother, but she's out in till monday for a wedding along with the rest of my family.
I was going to go, but I decided against it. After I heard I'd be rooming with my sisters disgusting boyfriend in a hotel room. Gross, and there were no other options. So I passed it up, ah well. I was never for weddings, I hope at least the bride (I know her well, really understanding) has a great day.
Other then that, fuck yes a ranch home to myself! I need to get into my grandmothers wine cabinets and invite friends over. Hopefully they'll bring over attractive guy friends.
I was also left with my mothers debit card, if I was going to go anywhere to use it instead (this was to compensate for not being able to go to the wedding, being no more hotel rooms available).
Oh well, I really doubt the food there would be vegan-friendly anyways. Or if anyone I knew was going to go other then my family (it was invitation only). BORE.
Bleh, I should have tons of fun anyways.
Hope you all are doing well.