I woke up at noon today. I'm unemployed. My roommate was off from work. It's apparently some holiday. She was craving Shake Shack. I was not. I had nothing better to do. I said I would go. We waited an hour on line. I was regretting being nice.
We got our food. Half skipped home with to-go bags. Sign says, "Elevator down." We live on the 29th floor. I didn't feel guilty about 6,000 calories I ate.
I still despise Con Ed.
