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I learned to drive when I was about 16. My parents never had any food in the house, plus two extremely aggressive dobermans in the kitchen, so I couldn’t go in there anyway.
So sometimes I would sneak out right before MacDs close and eat a burger in the parking lot.
I’m a lot older now, but occasionally I still eat fast food in the darkness of the Walmart parking lot
I find it calming for some reason.
Bonus hilarity:
At Xmas in 1979 I had an Xmas tree lot with a slave driver boss – 12 to 18 hours a day. (He did partially pay me with a shopping bag full of wed.)
On night I got off around midnight and headed off to the local Mcds, order my food, and visit the restroom to take a piss – and somehow managed to drop my car keys in the piss water.
Not my favorite day ever.
Then I get home and find that they had released the dogs in the whole house and I had to yell and pound on the door to get my mother to lock them up.
wow friend, your folks are shit I’m sorry you went through all that. I know it was a while ago but that kinda stuff really lingers with me from my own childhood, I hope you’re doing better now
I learned to drive when I was about 16. My parents never had any food in the house, plus two extremely aggressive dobermans in the kitchen, so I couldn’t go in there anyway.
So sometimes I would sneak out right before MacDs close and eat a burger in the parking lot.
I’m a lot older now, but occasionally I still eat fast food in the darkness of the Walmart parking lot
I find it calming for some reason.
Bonus hilarity:
At Xmas in 1979 I had an Xmas tree lot with a slave driver boss – 12 to 18 hours a day. (He did partially pay me with a shopping bag full of wed.)
On night I got off around midnight and headed off to the local Mcds, order my food, and visit the restroom to take a piss – and somehow managed to drop my car keys in the piss water.
Not my favorite day ever.
Then I get home and find that they had released the dogs in the whole house and I had to yell and pound on the door to get my mother to lock them up.
FML
wow friend, your folks are shit I’m sorry you went through all that. I know it was a while ago but that kinda stuff really lingers with me from my own childhood, I hope you’re doing better now
I’m surprised you didn’t accidentally let them out of the house…