Hangry
That time when the office people threw out all your brand-new groceries that you needed because you have no time to take lunch before the holiday weekend …
Because you didn’t put your name on it last night instead of THIS MORNING when they said the fridge would be cleaned out …
And you HAD a fridge of your own but it’s been taken hostage somewhere else in the building and no one will GIVE IT TO YOU …
And everyone is like well you were warned to put your name on your lunch like you have to stitch it in your underpants like a 5-year-old going off to camp …
And you just have to just be “overjoyed to be employed” as I say to everyone every single day. Because, that’s the way the cookie crumbles.
Mmm, cookies …
Goodbye, sandwich from mom, container of fruit, brand-new tub of hummus, and more carrots and broccoli than you can shake a Trader Joe’s at.