No fries with that.

Trigger warning: Restriction.

I didn’t eat before work. I worked four or five hours fueled by coffee. And then I did a lot of walking. Mostly for transportation.

Then my friend and I agreed to meet at a restaurant. I ordered fries and ate them.. Which is difficult enough, because I felt anxious about the cashier judging me for what I was eating. Which is stupid, I know.  I ate them  while I waited for my friend. I finished, then I went back to the counter and ordered something to drink. It was a milkshake and I feel like a total fat ass admitting that

And the cashier asked me, “Would you like another order of fries too?”

I was mortified. I thought for sure it was comment about my size.

But my friends K and M insist I was reading too much into it.

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