Of Chicken Noodle Soup and Chucklefuckery

14,358 Days Alive

3 Attempts to Get Soup

1 Rage Nap

Today was a clusterfuck and all I wanted was chicken noodle soup.

The first DoorDasher was useless as tits on a bullfrog. Didn’t ask for help finding any of the FOUR TYPES of chicken noodle soup we asked for. Just said they were out. Didn’t try.

Okay, fine.

Second attempt: my card declined.

Third attempt: Mac ordered me chicken noodle soup from Panera. They didn’t send chicken noodle soup. They sent the one soup I actively hate: gloopy, vomit textured chicken and wild rice. 🤮🤢🤮

I could only make myself eat half of it before I wanted to vomit. But I tried.

All I wanted was soup with a clear broth. I don’t have the money or ingredients to make chicken noodle soup or I would have.

Fuck today.

Fuck COVID.

And a particular fuck you to that first DoorDash guy named “Pizza”.

Take your meds, folks.