I think last night I discovered the perfect diet. I call it "The Wendy's Diet." We all know that many times, going to a fast food establishment is hit or miss. The fries could have been made an hour ago, or they could be fresh out of the greasy goodness. Sometimes, when everything works perfectly, you get a great experience.
The Wendy's Diet works like this: go to Wendy's and order, as I did, nuggets and fries. When they are the most horrible, old, cold, and dried-up specimens, you won't be able to eat them. You'll throw them away, and you've just eaten less than you otherwise would. That happened to me last night. I think the nuggets tasted like plastic.
On the way home, after I'd sampled the nuggets (I have a habit of eating while driving), I was trying to think of what I would say if it were worth my time to call and complain. I have a few options:
- I think these came from the freezer, you should fry them first.
I work in a mental hospital, and I've begun to envy the patients who eat their own feces.
I'm sorry, I think you misunderstood me. I wanted real nuggets, not the display models.
(My personal favorite) I worked at this Wendy's ten years ago (true, for about three months) and I remember making these particular nuggets myself.
Any more ideas? Feel free to comment.