The Bachelor Diet..

At what point does a meal become sad and disgusting?

Some would say it's starts when a man becomes a bachelor. I'll give you a couple of examples of hard food times that I've recently dealt with:

Last night for dinner I ate scrabbled eggs and tuna fish. What looked like a perfectly delicious and healthy meal to me, looked awful to my roommate's girlfriend. She didn't have to say a word. Her contorted facial expression said it all. And so did her mouth, "You're eating eggs and tuna?!?! Ewww!!"

The night before that and the night before that, I had turkey and cheese on crackers and Pizza Rolls. I picked the crackers because I was out of bread. The Pizza Rolls because it was the only frozen item besides corn I could fix in the microwave. My beverage of choice: water. Again, another weird look from the roommate's girlfriend.

But the best was a couple of weeks ago. I ate a sandwich at work with the heels of the bread. Who eats the heels? I'll tell you who. The hungry and desperate-for-food bachelor, that's who. I also made the mistake of asking my co-workers the question, "So if it's not moldy, does bread go bad?" All the girls swealed and cringed. Me? I, while tearing off a moldy spot, just enjoyed my cheese and mayonaise sandwich.. and smiled.