You know what, I originally was just going to tell you all the aftermath of this disaster but no, no no. Let me tell you my whole situation to let you all exactly know how shitty this food was to my prying eyes.
I had to leave for Panama at 8 am. That's fine, the itinerary said that the flight leaves at 8. I get up around 5 and drive there. Get there around 7:20 so I'm not too bad off. I go up to the desk to get my boarding pass. Turns out, that was 8 am Eastern time in Miami on the ticket I had. The plane was actually at 7. "What the fuck?" I thought to myself very angry that they would just assume you would know to change the times. Not only that, but when I requested a supervisor come and help me with my situation, I was met with silence. I waited an hour for anything to happen then finally went up and asked one of the clerks who was just fucking about on their phones about where the supervisor is. He tells me she's in her office and won't come out to speak to us. I march over to that office and tell her everything. Thankfully she was kind enough to change my ticket to noon no charge. So while that was stressful, I had a decent flight to Miami and was ecstatic that I get to finally eat, as before I was only able to eat the saltines I packed beforehand because in Panama no one could break a hundred dollar bill. Understandable, but still a shitty situation. So I look around as I only have one hour before I have to get my flight to Chicago and I find Nathan's, the only place that doesn't look like they take an hour to prepare food. I ask for a burger and fries. I pay the ten dollars. That's right, ten dollars for that mess. I find that the meat is cold and undercooked, and you all know the rest. But here's the worst part about it.
I ate it. All of it. I was starving. A rat could've shit inside of that hamburger and I would've eaten it. I was that starving.
Now before moving on let me inform you all that I have been cursed with IBS so you could imagine the absolute pit of hell that toilet became in that small cramped airplane soaring high above the air became. I was ashamed. Why didn't I just starve to death? Why must I torture myself and the passengers onboard with this stench? I have never felt so much shame in my life.
But the fries were okay.