Will Not Stand For This
(I have just gotten home from my first shift of my first job, and my feet and legs are sore. I am Skyping a few friends.)
Me: “I have a problem…”
Boyfriend: “What is it?”
Me: “I’m hungry. But all the food is downstairs and my feet are sore. Cooking has too much standing.”
(Later…)
Me: “Oh. Oh, God. Oh, God, yes!”
Boyfriend: “What?”
Me: “I just remembered cereal is a thing.”
(Cue his laughter and me eating a delicious bowl of chocolate puffs.)