I'm not. I'm 100% sure I'm not. Like my hubby likes to say 'we've gotta good goalie'.
Anyways, the cravings I'm referring to are courtesy of some marketing genius who invented Whacky Wednesday. A weekly deal that runs at a local fast food franchise every Wednesday – two burgers, yes TWO burgers for under thirty bucks (South African Rands)...
One delicious flame grilled 100% pure beef patty, lettuce, tomato, a dash of tangy yet deliciously sweet mayonnaise wedged lovingly between two halves of a lightly toasted sesame seed bun does enough damage to my 'I will eat salad and go to gym four times a week' resolve. But TWO? For a BARGAIN? Well that's just not playing fair. Everyone knows I can't resist a good deal and when that good deal begs to be accompanied by a fluffy ice cold chocolate milkshake – resistance is futile.
You may as well lock me in a room with all you can eat nachos and tell me not to touch. That'd be about as effective as me resisting the urge to lock up the gallery a little early and run (well, I have to earn my junk food) down to the food court.
I feel that the battle is already lost...
Anyways, the cravings I'm referring to are courtesy of some marketing genius who invented Whacky Wednesday. A weekly deal that runs at a local fast food franchise every Wednesday – two burgers, yes TWO burgers for under thirty bucks (South African Rands)...
One delicious flame grilled 100% pure beef patty, lettuce, tomato, a dash of tangy yet deliciously sweet mayonnaise wedged lovingly between two halves of a lightly toasted sesame seed bun does enough damage to my 'I will eat salad and go to gym four times a week' resolve. But TWO? For a BARGAIN? Well that's just not playing fair. Everyone knows I can't resist a good deal and when that good deal begs to be accompanied by a fluffy ice cold chocolate milkshake – resistance is futile.
You may as well lock me in a room with all you can eat nachos and tell me not to touch. That'd be about as effective as me resisting the urge to lock up the gallery a little early and run (well, I have to earn my junk food) down to the food court.
I feel that the battle is already lost...
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