Are you lazy? Or just dumb?

Do people who order Big Macs (or something similar) even know what they’re eating??

An ode to the Lunch Lady

I’ve never been a fan of lunch―mostly because the lunch lady that ran the kitchen in my elementary school and her fingerprints. She was nice enough, I suppose. I mean I don’t have any strange or scary memories of run-ins with her or any one of the women that made my midday meals, Monday through…