Predictable

I hate being predictable but we have the worst food on the Paramount lot, I swear.

Thursday is spaghetti day and I actually get excited for it, if that gives any clue as to the limited options I'm faced with.

Is it too much to ask for a diverse menu of decent, healthy food? Yes! You want fries with that?


UPDATE: The lunch lady called out my order before I could even step up to the counter!

"Am I that predictable?" I asked.

"Yes!" She said cheerfully, adding, "I like it, you're easy."

"Everybody likes me because I'm easy," I replied.

Knowing smiles were exchanged, with an extra knowing wink from her. Who's that bitch been talking to?