Here I sit, in my freezing cold car, trying to decide between the Big Mac at McDonald's or the new sub with 6 grams of fat or less at Subway . As I shake from the sub-zero temperatures, I begin to think of the factors in my decision, and here's what I came up with.
As I think of the greasy Big Mac, in the cardboard box that will someday kill us all, I can taste the questionable special sauce in the back of my mouth. I start to drool, but then catch myself. Then, I think, "What is in that stuff anyways?- and am immediately turned off. But, in regards to McDonalds , the drive thru is a great convenience as opposed to getting out of my car and actually walking somewhere. Although, now that I think about it, even going around that place makes me break out for weeks. But then again, I could go for some fries. .
Now I consider the sub. I mean, c'mon, 6 grams of fat or less? That's almost ridicules. I know for sure that if I were to choose the sub I would feel better than I would having eaten the Big Mac, seeing as how the grease factor alone would have me feeling good about myself all day. My body would punish me later if I were to get the Big Mac. Then I think, "but it's so good-, the Big Mac that is. The Sub could be dressed up to be just as good if not better than the fat blaster now that I think about it. But then of course it would not have 6 grams of fat or less. Then it hits me, that really cute guy works at Subway ! Wow, I'm now baffled by my absentmindedness, how could I overlook such a large factor? .
So now it comes down to the decision. I could go and get the good and greasy burger, or I could go the healthy route. I figure I will drive down Sunset and figure it out from there. As I put my car in reverse, the bell rings and lunch is over. .
As a slowly and sadly walk back into school, I start thinking of how this whole mess could have been avoided. If I had thought with my stomach and my taste buds, I would have been to McDonalds in no time.