I come to Panera at a solid 8:23 in the morning, expecting all that Panera's sweet ass is good for- Mac and fucking cheese. However, I am informed by a depressed millennial that has no clue what to do with his life that they have no Mac and cheese.
WHY?!
They did last week. But not today.
Now I'm stuck in a Panera bread, unsure of what to order now that my lifeboat had been ripped under me. The remainder of the menu was like a shark tank; scary and eerily chewy. So I got a breakfast sandwich and a smoothie.
Needless to say; it was like swallowing a dog toy with a side of lawn mower bag full of lawn clippings.
