I have a fairly long commute to and from work each day. Twenty minutes into the drive I pass a McDonalds. Last winter I started treating myself to a breakfast sandwich/hashbrowns/soda once a week on the drive. It was a nice way to warm up on a cold Minnesota morning, and put a smile on my face.
Soon once a week became twice became daily. And my order changed too; no longer was one sandwich enough, now I was ordering two sandwiches. All-told, I was consuming somewhere around 1000 calories before I even started my workday!
Bad as that is, there's something worse. See, a hefty McDonalds trip in the morning meant that when I got to the office, I took a second trip, this time to the bathroom. And it wasn't pretty. And often I'd take two bathroom trips to take a dump during my workday.
The past three morning I've skipped my breakfast stop at McDonalds, opting instead for a fruit and yogurt parfait and a bottle of water from the health center.
I haven't had sloppy shits.
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It would be hard to say no to such a treat as a McDonald'd breakfast on a cold winter's morning.
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