Immediately I felt out-of-place. The clientele at the particular Arby's/gas station/truck stop were all male and had at least one of the following: stubble/a scruffy beard, a tattoo(s), and roughed-up clothing. I think most had all three. Everyone stared at me like I was a lost little girl. But they all had pleasant looks on their faces, so I wasn't freaked out. (After all, no one was winking at me.) ;)
While scarfing down an Arby's roast beef sandwich with 2/3 of a packet of Arby's sauce in my car before continuing on my journey, I felt like a pig. Scarf, scarf! I don't do this all the time, I told myself. And so it begins...
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I think everyone needs to break down now and then. At least you didn't scarf down a super sized Big Mac meal :)
True. I guess a roast beef sandwich isn't that bad. It's just that since I wasn't planning on stopping, it seemed taboo.
Hey, you need to give yourself a treat every now and again. Or else you will end up going crazy and binging on everything. Trust me, I know I did the cabbage soup diet.
Emily: The clientele at the particular Arby's/gas station/truck stop were all male and had at least one of the following: stubble/a scruffy beard, a tattoo(s), and roughed-up clothing.
Sounds like me ever since I left accounting!
I think most had all three. Everyone stared at me like I was a lost little girl.
Do you get this quite often?!!?
Me: ...stubble/a scruffy beard, a tattoo(s), and roughed-up clothing.
Jon: Sounds like me ever since I left accounting!
So you got a tattoo, huh? I'm sure you chose a message that conveys to the world your deep passion for accounting!
Jon: Do you get this quite often?!!?
You know, I was just thinking about that this morning. I probably do look a little clueless/lost a lot of the time.
On this one occurence, though, I was concerned about time and when I saw a bit of a line, I was considering just leaving. This momentary dilemma probably showed in my facial expression.
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