For a number of reasons, I decided it would be beneficial to have a productive Saturday, rather than imitating my two cats and doing nothing but lying on the bed or couch and occasionally stretching or scratching.
So, why not take advantage of the fact that I live a block-and-a-half from a Dunkin Donuts? Since my PC takes about 20 minutes to boot anyway, I threw on sweatpants and a hat and took a walk to fetch breakfast.
I’m an iced-coffee addict, so I figured I’d start my day with a large iced cinnamon; sausage, egg and cheese on an English muffin; and a glazed donut.
In the words of the great Meat Loaf, “Two out of three ain’t bad.” And if anyone knows about breakfast, it’s Meat Loaf.
When I got back upstairs, my PC was actually ready to go, so I fired up a couple of applications and unwrapped my sausage, egg and cheese on an English muffin. Only it wasn’t a sausage, egg and cheese on an English muffin. It was something quite unsatisfying, to say the least: a salt bagel with cream cheese.
At the risk of offending any salt-bagel aficionados who might come across this blog, YUCK. Seriously, who eats these things? One might yell at me for being too lazy to walk back to Dunkin Donuts and exchange the sandwich, and one would be dead-balls accurate on that front, but that was seriously one of the worst sandwiches I’ve ever had. It’s been one hour, one large iced coffee and one large Solo cup of water later, and I still have the taste of salt in my mouth. Foul.
So I guess the moral of the story is: Check your sandwich before leaving the establishment.
Unless someone can teach me how to say, “Sausage, egg and cheese on an English muffin” in Hindi.