this morning #1337.

this morning, the rowdy sounds of laughter that instantly followed my suggestion that we grab breakfast at that diner we passed last night were insulting. i get that they think diner food is for poor people but i was being serious. the place looks cute. i mean, what’s the harm in us going there? sitting down & having a meal? i mean, it’s not like anyone from back home is going to see us in there. why don’t we live a little? we’re on vacation. when i tried to make this argument, they shut me down quick. used the term “below us” more than once. i decided that i’d had enough. called myself a car. screw them. right now, i’d rather eat alone at a diner than be seen with them at some instagram trap.