Conversations inside my head
Cashier: Can I help you?
Me: Hi, can I get a medium chicken parm sub?
Cashier: I'm sorry, we're out.
Me: Wh... what?
Cashier: We're out of chicken parmesan.
Me: I don't understand.
Cashier: Anything el- Robert, are you crying?
Me: IN TIMES LIKE THESE I ONLY KNOW HOW TO EAT AND CRY
Cashier: Shhh, robert, it'll be okay. There there.
Me: AND YOU WON'T GIVE ME FUCKING FOOD SO GUESS WHERE THAT LEAVES ME SHITBRICK
Mar 17th