Tom runs on Dunkin Donuts

To conclude a rather all-around frustrating week, I decided to go for comfort food for breakfast, and grab Dunkin Donuts at the only DD in Kansas (or west of the Mississippi River I think). Now anyone who knows me, knows that my weakness is pastries, specifically a good donut. Being raised in Chicago, DD's was a staple of every day life, continuing on into High School, where we would sit before track practice and devour a dozen. So Tom really does run on Dunkin.

But this morning was the best thing I had seen in a while, and might have just made up for the crappy week I've had. Imagine this: a very attractive mid-to-late 20's woman, blonde curly hair... not gorgeous, but very attractive. I'll refrain from going into great detail. Anyway, she's walking through the parking lot, and I'm walking about 15 feet behind her. Oh yeah, the funny part: she's wearing a very nice black dress, sleeveless, tight, and short, with black heels. It looks like she had gone out to the bars last night, and I immediately thought, "Has to be the walk of shame." The nightclub outfit, she's attractive, going to DD's for a hearty breakfast after either a great night, or disappointing night. However when I catch up to her at the door, I notice that her hair is wet, like she just got out of the shower. Then I hear her order FOUR DOZEN DONUTS, a two coffees! And I'm thinking, "Wow, this isn't the walk of shame... she either really likes this guy, and going to return to him and shower him with donuts, or she had a really, REALLY bad night and was going home." Either way... she gets an A+ in my book.

Of course, I'm not that simple. She's probably going to work and picked up donuts for the office on the way in. You can't judge a book by its cover.But it was a good way to start the day.