Life Is A Fu**ing $*it Show — A bad lunch.
Life throws shit at you most of the time, and this is one of the examples of the same.
All I wanted to have was a peaceful and tasty lunch. It’s 2:00 PM, and I didn’t eat anything since I woke up at 8:00 AM. My depressed self is
- In no mood to cook because if I cook, I need to do the dishes, and I really don’t want to do that.
- I am in no mood to order the food online. It takes a lot of time to decide — hundreds of restaurants, and each has fifty dishes on average, that’s 5,000 choices on average. Well, it’s no joke, so I skipped it.
I decided to go to a small restaurant nearby. It’s a self-service place — here, you get a meal ticket on a counter and you collect the food from other counter by showing your ticket. And I wanted to have some simple food, hoping it won’t hurt my stomach later. This is a simple wish. But things didn’t go the way I thought. I reached the restaurant at 2:45 PM (The 45 min were already occupied by thinking about the two points mentioned above), and now I am more hungry and can’t control myself.
The first thing I see is a long queue of people waiting to buy a food ticket, and I have no choice but to join the line. I started thinking about what I would eat among the thirty dishes on the menu. Here’s my process to decide on the dish for myself.
- Sort out the dishes that are not too costly but should sufficiently fill me up.
- It’s a dish I had never tasted, and I wondered if I could take the risk. Ummmm… let’s see among the usual ones because I am pretty hungry now, and I don’t want to mess this up.
- Among these, I started imagining how the dish tasted and how I would feel when I had my first bite of that food.
Finally, it’s 3:00 PM, and I decide on a dish. It’s my turn at the ticket counter. I asked them for the token for the dish that I chose the next thing they say is it was not available. I screamed in my mind F**k you because I needed to go through the entire process again to decide on another dish.
We saw each other’s faces for the next 20 seconds; he shouted at me, “to decide quickly,” and I yelled at him, “why the hell is that dish not available” — of course, screaming in our minds. Somehow with a lot of patience, I decide on another meal and went to the other counter to collect my meal.
I hand over my food token to the guy, who starts putting it together. Finally, my food is here. The next thing I saw on my plate was the missing dessert, and when I asked the waiter, he said the desserts were over (out of stock). I had every right to call the manager and slap him and ask, “What the F**k is going on in this stupid restaurant.” Still, if I did it, it would occupy a few minutes, and I am hungry and can’t wait anymore. So, I decided to keep my head down and eat whatever the shit I was presented with. I took the first bite, and the food was cold. You see, life is a severe shit show, and this ruined my whole day.
All I wanted to do was have a good and peaceful lunch.
