Post by irishsara on Sept 12, 2013 14:35:18 GMT -5
I was out to dinner with coworkers on Tuesday. I order a salad with the intention of ordering chocolate molten cake for dessert. After, the guy came back and told me they were out of chocolate molten cake, but he could bring me tiramisu. It was not an appropriate substitution in my eyes, so I declined. I wasn't sad about it.
Then, I realized that my boss (at another table) had ordered chocolate molten cake as well and they didn't tell her it was all gone. It suddenly hit me that she got the last chocolate molten cake.
So, right there, I burst into tears. Because my boss got the last chocolate molten cake at the restaurant.
I was embarrassed and sad all at the same time.
She was nice enough to share. And then I realized it wasn't even good chocolate molten cake. And I started crying again because I cried over cake that wasn't even good to begin with.
Post by creamsiclechica on Sept 12, 2013 14:44:54 GMT -5
Oh, girl, I'm with you. I was so naive last time,thinking people were just being dramatic and over the top because I was relatively normal. This time, I am an absolute disaster of hormones, hunger, and emotion. I want to cry while eating all.the.things.
I may have just threatened bodily harm to my husband in the randoms thread a second ago. I may be crying right now because I'm not full of pizza.
I once sobbed bc H forgot to buy me fresh scallion cream cheese and we on,y had the Philadelphia stuff. I swore it was the worst moment of my life. Looking back, I was incorrect.
Post by irishsara on Sept 12, 2013 14:52:23 GMT -5
It had been a long few days (I was at a work conference) and everyone was boozing it up around me and I was stuck with water all week and I just wanted a glass of wine with everyone else and since I couldn't I was going to drown my sorrows in cake. And then there wasn't any.
I can laugh about it now. Its a good thing my coworkers found out on Sunday that I am pregnant or they would have really thought I had lost my mind.
I then started crying when I got home because we got a new remote and I couldn't figure out how to turn the tv off, and I thought Kevin explained it in a mean voice. So I cried. He hadn't. I decided it was time to just go to bed.