I give up on Burger Club.

I’ve given up on a lot lately. I suppose I gave up on dating a while ago but someone convinced me to try match.com and I was pretty unimpressed. I can get that level of rejection for free and I don’t need to use my computer. Plus, yahoo personals has plenty of fake women telling they, “search for serious relations, tired to be one, and the good careful man whom I will love me such what is necessary is.” You can’t pay for that level of comedy.

I’ve given up any self-respect at work and just allow people to tell me how the world works in their imagination. There’s no place for the laws of physics when dealing with customers, even if you’re working in engineering.

And now I’ve given up on burger club. No one wanted to go, so I ended up at Jack-in-the-Box tonight.

My mom was asking for a Breakfast Croissant and what am I going to do? No one was going to dinner with me so I got her a Breakfast Croissant. I ordered that and a $1 hamburger and a $1 fried chicken sandwich. It took FOREVER. I don’t mean to disparage the job they do, but they told me that the chicken sandwiches were taking the longest time. I mean, how hard are chicken sandwiches? You open the cardboard box with the chicken-like patties and throw one in the deep fryer. There’s a timer right over the fryer. When it beeps, you take it out and put it on the bun. You forget to put on the mayonnaise or whatever that white glop is because you’re not working that hard, wrap in in a piece of wax paper, throw it in a bag, and give it to the worthless pile-of-shit who can’t get one single fucking friend to go eat hamburgers with him not just this week, but for THREE FUCKING WEEKS IN A ROW. The loser couldn’t find anyone to have lunch with, either, and ate cafeteria food in his grey cubicle by himself with his work email for company. Oh, while you’re at it, since the guy is obsessing about hamburgers, just forget about the hamburger he ordered and GIVE HIM AN EXTRA CHICKEN SANDWICH HE DIDN’T ASK FOR. Yeah, that’s right. Hamburgers have given up on ME.

So fuck it. I give up. I’m going out to dinner by myself, I’m going to movies by myself, I’m going to the theatre (as if I’d go to the theatre) by myself, I’m going out drinking by myself. It’s much easier.

5 thoughts on “I give up on Burger Club.”

  1. there’s no such thing as by yourself here in SF, dude!! why don’t you just move here already?

  2. awesome. cyber friends are more friends and alot less disappointing than real ones. thanks for the birthday wishes. 😀

  3. Ok, this one was so funny, I cried. You know the funny that occupies the space between ha ha and tears? That space is a moving target, so on another day, it might not have been so funny.

    Good burger places to try with or without the club:
    Moderne Burger – Vancouver, BC
    Kua ‘Aina’s – Honolulu, HI
    Nu Way – Wichita, KS

    And by ‘good’ – I mean SFA. And by SFA, I mean Super F@*$ing Awesome.

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