Good morning


Headed over to what I thought was a Walmart protest this morning, but when I got there, no one else showed up. I mean, it is 20 degrees this morning, but if I could get my ass out of bed, dressed and out of the house, anyone can.

So instead I filled up my gas tank and swung by Mickey D’s drivethrough for breakfast. I decided to get a Sausage McGriddle (I only do it maybe every two years, don’t judge) and some hot tea. As I paid the woman at the window, I said, “I hope you’re at least getting time and a half.”

“Nope,” she said, shaking her head. “I wish.”

“Well, the same people who are organizing Walmart are coming after you guys next,” I told her.

“Good. I can’t wait.”

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