So as a de-stress meal today, I went to this little express Chinese food place that I've only had once before. It's good, it's cheap, and it sure satisfies that craving for yummy Chinese food from time to time.

I then came straight to campus so that I'd at least make it to one of my classes today (not counting ceramics, which I'd make it to twice this week regardless since we've got an open studio). Walking on campus, I had one student one his smoke-break (blah!) outside offer to buy my Chinese food off me. "Sorry," I explained to him, "I'm hungry."

I went inside, sat down, took out my water bottle, opened my to-go container, and began to eat my lunch while catching up on the pre-test reading for my Communications class.

The next moment, I realized there was a stranger standing next to me in expectation.

I looked up.

"Can I have some of that? That junk look goooood."

Well, if it's not being told my hot dog is fatting, it's having complete strangers ask me for my lunch.