I went to Wendy’s for lunch today (I rationalized eating fast food b/c I ran this morning). They made my burger perfect. P-E-R-F-E-C-T! Despite the three modifications I requested, they wrapped up and handed to me a hot, fresh, exactly-what-I-asked-for-burger. It was delicious.

Of course, I marked the day on the calendar that today was a day that I had absolutely no complaints about my food despite my high maintenance requests. However, I will not be lulled into believing that the next time I go there, they won't mess it up. I'm just living in this gloriously triumphant moment.