A couple times a week I will get a ceasar salad at the coffee shop I work from. It's become clear to me that they don't make their food fresh, and they don't get shipments of food every day. Some days the salads are very very green, crisp, and quite happy looking. (Yes, I just called a salad happy.) Other days, the salads look quite sickly and are a sad brown color with a little bit of faded green mixed in.
Today was a sad salad day. In the middle of eating it I normally work. So after looking down from my computer at my salad, for a split second it actually looked like I was eating a plate of tuna fish with a little bit of mayo. After that I just really couldn't eat anymore of the salad.
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