It is 1:45 am on a windy and frozen night in mid January. You've just stumbled from a house party in Leaside. Your friend in the doorway is still offering to call you a taxi. "Nahimgoood ima jus tak the blue night home!" you slur. All you have to do is make it from East York to your apartment in the Junction. A trip requiring just 4 separate buses. Yes a taxi would take about 25 minutes, but who can afford to pay for a cab in this economy? pffft. Your friend has a concerned look but resigns to your decision and tells you to send a text when you make it home. Under the cold glow of a full moon you embark, staggering off towards Eglinton Avenue East to catch the bus.
When you reach the bus stop, the number 54 has just pulled up, you hop on board and pay your unreasonably high fare. You even remember to grab a transfer from the unusually chipper driver. "Hmm, maybe this won't be such a bad journey after all..." you think.
The bus makes it to Yonge and Eglinton in 9 minutes, woo hoo! You exit the bus and start to head for the stop on Yonge, but wait what is that delicious aroma? You slowly turn around to find yourself basking in the fluorescent glow of both a McDonald's and a Burger King, your stomach rumbles expectantly and you begin to salivate. Its now 2am and you haven't eaten since 6.
You have 12 minutes until the 320 Yonge Blue Night arrives. Will you-
a) get Burger King- the whopper is calling your name
b) get McDonald's- a few chicken nuggets and french fries is just what you need
c) neither- you're watching your figure and besides you don't want to chance missing the bus
McDonalds!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteBurger King.
ReplyDeleteI'd go C)...I hate missing the bus when I'm drunk.
ReplyDeleteStay put! You wouldn't want to miss your bus!
ReplyDeleteMcDonalds; lets be real.
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