So I've indulged my bad fast food habit, and here I sit at my desk, wolfing a quarter pounder with cheese and surfing the internet. My pants are getting tighter -- but maybe that's my imagination?
I didn't realize it, but McDonald's is having their annual (?) Monopoly promotion. So I'm sipping my dr. pepper and staring at the game pieces stuck to the side of the cup. A woman on the other side of the cup pronounces that she won $50,000 and that even small town girls can win big. Along the top of the cup, cleverly concealed by the lid, is some smudged fine print that I can't read.
I'm going to see if I can get through the day without unpeeling the game pieces to see if I won. Take that! I wonder how long I can last before curiosity kills me. There, I just threw the cup away.
2 comments:
It's all fun and games until you're shopping at Lane Bryant... Plus, you read Fast Food Nation. You know what they put in that crap, and how many people they subjugate to make it.
It's true, it is crap. Plus I think about how one hamburger patty might be derived from multiple cows, and about how we basically have factories to commodify various parts of other living beings, and about how we ship in disposable human beings to run these factories, and about how the animal parts are processed so much that it's barely food anymore.... Yeah. But it's right across the street.
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