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.)