Sinful Pleasure

So growing up, when it came to fast food burger place, my family always chose Wendy's. My parents both worked there and that was the majority of the rational. We rarely did McDonald's, and by time I entered high school, I never had McDonald's. This clashed greatly with my best friend, Michelle, who refused to have Wendy's and always wanted McDonald's.

So then I start college and the town i go in, has a bus that takes you straight to Mcdonalds and nothing that will take you near Wendys. I don't have any modes of transportation besides my razor scooter and that takes me about 40 minutes to scooter to Wendys.

I fought Mcdonalds but then in my second year I started work at IT Services. One of my night shifts, one co-worker would bring in food for people and she started bringing in Mcdonalds. This was the beginning of a curse for me. Every week turned into multiple times a week. I couldn't stop eating Mcdonalds. The stuff's like crack.

I traveled to Australia in second semester and bam, Mcdonalds there too. It tasted better with fresher ingredients.

I traveled to England in summer. mcdonalds there. Tasted worse. But I still ate it. I was forced to slow down my intake because it was so far away and expensive.

When I came home I spent time around a friend that refuses to eat there. this kept me cold turkey and away.

I'm finally doing better now, over a year later. I still get cravings sometimes, but my friend;s influence has weened me off the stuff. If I want a burger there's a Mom and Pop shop with such better burgers.

But I am also back on campus. With that closer Mcdonalds, lurking up the road, waiting for me with it 24 hour dinning hall. Waiting to suck me back down again.