A little more porridge, Sir.

Part of the student bill of rights, is the right to mooch food. That means doughnuts left in conference room, pizza to attend a lecture, and leftovers from my roommates cooking experiments. It is my duty to scam meals off of my friends, who chose to earn a living instead of stay in state of perpetual adolescence. And sometimes this right is confirmed by the universe.

Becasue the weather was so nice yesterday, I decided to take a walk to Stop and Shop located a few blocks away from school. The nice thing about the layout of this grocery store is that the produce aisle is the first thing you see when you enter. So instead of the chips I was craving, I chose an ice tea and a banana. When I went to check out, the lady running the register asked me for $1.99 and I dutifully handed over two dollars. But then I realized that she did not charge me for my banana. She told me just to take it. Strange.

Then, later that night I went running with V. I was so hungry that I ran to the Shwarma King dressed in my t-shirt and shorts. When I walked a man showed me all the prepared foods for that night. Oooh I thought when he lifted up the cover to the eggplant stuffed with lamb. I'll take it. It was the last piece after all. but then I realized I only had ten dollars in my running shorts. I told the man to change my order to a shwarma, and when he asked why I confessed my lack of cash. He said no problem and said ten dollars was the perfect price. (Although all the other specials on the board were $11.95). He even gave me extra bread for my dinner platter. Weird, that it all happened in one day. Normally, I like to spread out these fortuitous things.