Okay, listen, my seaweed-and-soy-cheese-eating friends:
I am forever impressed by your commitment, will-power and time management skills. I do my best. But, dammit, sometimes I eat fast food, alright? I am ashamed of it and disgusted by it and throughly sa-tis-fied by it. But, today, I at least got my To Go's in a lovely shade of Green.
When I stopped in to enjoy some deliciousness, courtesy of The King, I went in to the "restaurant" instead of the drive thru to reduce unnecessary vehicle emissions.
I get that you want your fast food fast, but the nonsense that you're releasing into the air as your car idles while they make it YOUR way is incredibly damaging to, you know, the planet. (And, if you're like me, and you avoid going in to these places because you're freaked out by how dirty they are, it's maybe time to realize that a drive-thru isn't going to make it any less ebola-esque) So turn off your engine and don't make future generations pay for your addiction to salt and grease.
And, before you argue, if my hormone-enhanced crispy chicken sandwich was bad for the planet, why would it taste so scintillatingly glorious?
Check and mate.
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