Today I must write my blog post in ten minutes or less because I have a student conference at 3pm and another five before 5pm. I also have thirty papers to grade that are late getting back and I have a snotty email from someone asking for a list of something. I forget what. Friggin gainful employment. I do not like it.
So today instead of writing anything useful I'll just tell you that I threw a hissy fit this afternoon when I ordered a chicken sandwich with lettuce, no tomato - and walked away with a tuna sandwich LOADED WITH RAW ONIONS* and tomatoes, with no lettuce on the opposite kind of bread I ordered. The hissy fit involved violence and I will not describe it to you because it's embarrassingly childish. Hint: I am no longer out of cat food.
Oh and here's a picture of something that has no relevance at all, just because whatever. I took it in Peru.
See you tomorrow.
* I will DIE with a smile before I will eat bananas or raw onions. Call me a spoiled brat if you want but I GAG when I so much as SMELL these items.