This was me today. I was hungry, so at lunch I decided to walk around outside for a longer time than usual and find some food. Mind you, I'm not very much acquainted with the restaurants and eateries in my office area. There are a hell of a lot Chinese, Thai, Vietnamese etc restaurants to the left of my building, then a bunch of more cosmopolitan stores and streets to the right. Judging from the windows of pigs, squids and disgustingly unappetizing indecipherable animals hanging from the windows to the left, I headed to the right.
I do know where the local Mcdonalds is. If you know me, you know I am so not a fan of McD. I know where Subway is. I know where the usual fast-food and coffee-centric eateries are. But for some reason I told myself that I was gonna walk my then recently-induced distress away and find food.
So I decided to take a turn into a street I haven't before, and walked someways down the sidewalk enjoying the sunshine with a slight chill. I was aware of a dude holding a carton of detergent falling behind me as I walked along. After a good few minutes I decided that I was not up to fishy sushi (shudder) nor was the number of high designer boutiques of lingerie going to sate my hunger.
Feeling the eyes of those behind me (namely Mr. Clean), I dawdled on the street corner, looked side to side, then shrugged and turned back.
For those who know already, and wish to rub it in my face, I take the pleasure of admitting my shame to everyone:
I had McDonalds.
