|Never did actually manage to eat them|
Even the ones I "like" (lit: will eat without grimacing/gagging) will go manky in their little lunch baggie at my desk during my eight hours at work. It sounds simple; eat a bag of vegetables, be full of things that will wash away without leaving a fat deposit, lose weight. Yes? Pah.
|How much easier does it have to be?|
I am hungry. Right now. It cramps my tummy. It is real hunger.
The food is in front of me. Bag open. Dippin' sauces ranged beside the bag.
Will I eat it? Absolutely not.
But will my thoughts constantly turn to the horrible processed Lean Pocket I keep in the office refrigerator in case of forgot-my-lunch emergencies? Yes, yes it will. And so I refuse to eat my food. And so I hunger.
Man am I dumb.