So how does one act when walking in to a food bank for the first time? I don't really need to be here but hey? Eyes downcast? Eyes up? False and nervous smile?
These were my thoughts as I walked through the doors, but in the end I was just awkward. Probably what I would be like if this was for real.
Awkwardness gone when I saw my friend Sterling and the warm smile from Jennifer who took my information. Worse than awkwardness back when the box of food was delivered and right on top, staring me right in the eye was a round yellow tin of tuna. no-name tuna. Anyone remember Starkist? I had opened one of those and never never since! So if theres 3 days to go and if thats all I have left, well people an survive on just water for a few days right?
Kraft dinner for supper was superb and always brings back memories of university; 2 am with beer and friends. Damm! Beer isn't on that "pantry" list.
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