Those three words were part of my friends Facebook status today. It made me laugh. I'd also like to note that she is probably the skinniest friend I have. The girl runs stadiums and marathons on a daily basis for cryin' out loud. I'm sure she was hungry enough to be angry.
A hungry man is an angry one. - Buchi Emecheta
Have you ever reached that point? I have. Don't laugh, because it does exist. There is just a point that you're so hungry you can't even think. At this point, the next person that approaches you with anything short of a three course meal may be in eminent danger.
Your stomach is churning, and it almost makes you nauseous. You can only chug so much water to ward off the inevitable; You need to find some snackems, now. The hunt is on. You're rifling through your desk drawers, your cup holders, and your purse pockets; Junk food don't fail me now. This is not the time for a stick of gum, and if I find a box of tic tacs, I'm going to ingest the entire thing in about 3 minutes. (Note: If you eat an entire container of Tic Tacs, it's about 60 calories, give or take, and you will still be hungry.)
It really is a miserable feeling to have gotten that hungry. You're just too busy to be able to stop what you're doing to grab something from the vending machine. A solid thumbs down to those work days. They do make you irritable, but sometimes I wonder if it's the job, and not necessarily the hunger. Just sayin'.
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