Case in point...

Yesterday I was whining that whenever Monique plans on bringing me dinner it's like the gods know and send me way out of the area. So last night at 6:45 I stopped by my house to grab a salad she made me and what do you know- we get an emergency call that not only doesn't allow me to eat my salad but we get off late. So I ended up eating my salad when I got home at 9:15. I just wanted you to know I'm not making this stuff up- it happens without fail...