Desperation makes me do stupid things.
I often do ill advised things without such emotional baggage but the weight of despondency and despair makes thing particularly idiotic.
Like that time I ate that chicken sashimi in famished hunger.
Or perhaps that time I thought it would be a good idea to eat the salmon raw from the supermarket (although, my friend who served it to me had insisted it was sashimi grade, it was anything but).
Yet finally it could be that time I listened to the imploring of my friend that I HAD to try THAT restaurant…
The extenuating circumstance this particular time was that while I was out in an unfamiliar place in ravenous hunger, I didn’t have much choice. Bodeans seemed to be the least of all the evils among KFC, McDonalds and Wasabi. It was just American fried food, so how bad could it really be? If you dump things in oil, at least it would be cooked well. The taste, however, would be something different.
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