Morning
So I got up this morning thinking I got up too late for the bus. When I got to the kitchen, I realized it was an hour earlier than I thought it was. I must've hit the hour button on my clock radio when I hit snooze. So, I took this extra time to have an "actual breakfast" at McDonald's on Western.
Only old people in the dining area. And none of them spoke English. I'm pretty sure I heard German, Italian and Spanish. They were all groups of men. I found it amusing; I wonder how long these men have known each other and how often they've been meeting in the morning for breakfast.
I think McDonald's better count its breakfast blessings. Once those old people are gone, no one will be dining in for breakfast in the morning.
On another note, along with closing night of my Skybox show, I have four frigging Segway tours this weekend. Definitely taking the day off of work tomorrow. I'm glad the guy in the workspace next to me is sick; gives me an excuse!
Only old people in the dining area. And none of them spoke English. I'm pretty sure I heard German, Italian and Spanish. They were all groups of men. I found it amusing; I wonder how long these men have known each other and how often they've been meeting in the morning for breakfast.
I think McDonald's better count its breakfast blessings. Once those old people are gone, no one will be dining in for breakfast in the morning.
On another note, along with closing night of my Skybox show, I have four frigging Segway tours this weekend. Definitely taking the day off of work tomorrow. I'm glad the guy in the workspace next to me is sick; gives me an excuse!