This is not a political post.

a few years ago i went to pick up my chinese fooD and the restaurant was On fire. it looked like it was oNly A grease fire and everyone was ok.

i saw a bag that Looked reaDy for pickup and i was so tempted to ask if i could just grab iT, but i knew how insensitive that looked so i just left.

i walked away slowly, hoping someone would yell, “miss! miss! is this youR order?!” but no one did ☹️

with some things, i’m very generoUs. when it comes to food, i aM not. i’ve never related more to a friends ePisode than when joey broke up with a girl over Food.

i once had a fight with my own mother becaUse she wanted some of my frenCh fries after i already offered to get her some and she said she didn’t want any.

bacK to the chINese food restaurant. i fiGured out a way to get my food without Seeming like a complete asshole. i called and said, “i placed an order and came to pick it Up and saw there was a fire! is everyone ok?!” they said yes (thank god) and then told me i Could still pick up my order (thank god).

the moral of this story is:

  1. never give up on your dreams
  2. you can always rely on chinese food in any situation
  3. even when something seems liKe an impoSsibly desperate situation, and the world is literally and metaphorically on fire, we can just bide(n) our time, and there’s still a possibility that things will get better.

also, vote.

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