
I have a confession. I LOVE ice cream. There, I've said it.
Sadly, I have come to realize that this may not be a good thing. Not only for the fat and calories but also because of the easy accessability. The building where I work is connected to a food court and what does every food court have? Yes, that's right, a McDonald's, where hot fudge sundaes with peanuts are offered for $1.08, including tax. I know, I'm pathetic.
You know you have frequented a certain McDonald's one too many times when they don't even ask your name when you order anymore. Granted, they didn't remember my correct name, thank heavens, because when I ordered they put my name down as "Dominic". Do I look like a "Dominic?" The first time this happened to me I was in shock! Notice that I said first? This has happened a few times now. How embarassing that a fast food restaurant practically has your order ready for you when they see you coming down the escalator? Ok, maybe it's not that bad but that's still pretty embarassing.
Oh well, I won't let that get me down. I have to have my sometimes tri-weekly fix... let's face it, these things are delicious!