Nonsense

years ago luck had its way with me so it would be rare to find me eating food prepared and attended to by people i’ve never met before.

every few minutes my phone notifies me of a new work post and it’s people from around the world sharing their favorite foods along with photos of the restaurants they just ate at to include some blurb about something equally unimportant.

if crank had a lever mine would be turned all the way up. trying to make myself care about this shit isn’t working. i don’t know if i’m too old, too cranky, too opinionated, one or all of the above or what but my goodness i don’t give a fuck and am pissed i can’t post that as a response to the beer and mussels glam shot of the hour.

obviously i need to find something more productive to do with this no glam food shot time.