(Written for and republished on Dark Chaos)
Everytime someone goes to McDonald’s for lunch and brings the greasy bag back to work to sit at the table and eat, the smell is so strong and pungent, it makes me gag, it makes me want to vomit, and I want to run outside of the building to take in the fresh air. The smell is foul and it reminds me of rotten burger meat left sitting in the car on a hot summer day – just like when you go surprise your kids and pick them up early from school and you drive them to McDonald’s to give them a Happy Meal treat and after they’ve happily eaten their burgers and fries, they leave the bag behind inside the car as you park your car in front of the playground and you take your kids outside to play in the playground, while the greasy bag is left seated in the back of the car which starts to become hotter under the hot sun, causing the smell of the greasy bag from McDonald’s to become even stronger and more pungent as the left over burger meat starts to shrivel up and rot. You know that smell.
Disgusting.
I fucking hate it, and it makes me want to eat a fresh salad everyday, but fresh salads don’t suppress my hunger, and then I feel a desperate urge in my stomach to go to McDonald’s and eat a hamburger just so I won’t be hungry again anymore. The beef, smothered with pickles and onions, covered with ketchup and mustard. Tasty. Appetizing. But then I think about the nasty contents of the burger, chemical shit inside the burger meat and I think about the cows at McDonald’s slaughterhouses who are force-fed all kinds of weird chemical shit and then after they are slaughtered, the meat is frozen and packaged into boxes and delivered all over the country to feed hungry, insatiable customers like me. I think about the stuff inside of the burger – grease, slime and chemical shit in the meat, the meat going down inside my body, the meat pushing out all kinds of bad stuff like calories and fatty acids which are released through-out my body, causing me to gain weight and constricting my heart and making my skin break out and building a double chin under my face, and then I gag at the thought of eating McDonald’s and then I wanna vomit. And then I think about the weird aftersmell that lingers on my body long after I eat McDonald’s, and then I gag and I wanna vomit. I think about the nasty smell of greasy fries and rotting burger meat in the cafeteria at work and I try to gag, but instead I almost choke on my own saliva and then I cough and clear my throat.
And then I think about eating a fresh salad but it doesn’t do enough to suppress my hunger and I so badly want to devour some kinda meat with lots of grease inside it but I don’t wanna be fat or unhealthy, and I wonder what the fuck I’m gonna eat for dinner tonight.
Disgusting.
I fucking hate it, and it makes me want to eat a fresh salad everyday, but fresh salads don’t suppress my hunger, and then I feel a desperate urge in my stomach to go to McDonald’s and eat a hamburger just so I won’t be hungry again anymore. The beef, smothered with pickles and onions, covered with ketchup and mustard. Tasty. Appetizing. But then I think about the nasty contents of the burger, chemical shit inside the burger meat and I think about the cows at McDonald’s slaughterhouses who are force-fed all kinds of weird chemical shit and then after they are slaughtered, the meat is frozen and packaged into boxes and delivered all over the country to feed hungry, insatiable customers like me. I think about the stuff inside of the burger – grease, slime and chemical shit in the meat, the meat going down inside my body, the meat pushing out all kinds of bad stuff like calories and fatty acids which are released through-out my body, causing me to gain weight and constricting my heart and making my skin break out and building a double chin under my face, and then I gag at the thought of eating McDonald’s and then I wanna vomit. And then I think about the weird aftersmell that lingers on my body long after I eat McDonald’s, and then I gag and I wanna vomit. I think about the nasty smell of greasy fries and rotting burger meat in the cafeteria at work and I try to gag, but instead I almost choke on my own saliva and then I cough and clear my throat.
And then I think about eating a fresh salad but it doesn’t do enough to suppress my hunger and I so badly want to devour some kinda meat with lots of grease inside it but I don’t wanna be fat or unhealthy, and I wonder what the fuck I’m gonna eat for dinner tonight.
