In the beginning, there were hot dogs. And hot dogs were good. Then hot dogs were placed in a plastic container filled with some sort of bodily fluid that could have come from any number of orifices and it was not good.
Listen, I appreciate the fork and knife. I admire the attempt at classiness. But let's be real with each other, okay? We all know you are going to take that processed cheese, wrap it in around that fried meat substance and cram it down your piehole. Stop kidding yourself that utensils are needed.
Is it just me or are we getting a fair amount of sad hot dogs up in this piece? Honestly, I never thought of hot dogs as depressing until I started this list. Even those Skittles can't make this lunch happy.
The only thing worse than heating up ramen at your workplace is not heating up ramen at your workplace and just eating it raw. Yeah, I'm talking to you, Frankie! I saw you sprinkle that shrimp-flavored powder on your ramen brick and eat it at your desk. Have some self-respect, man!
There is so much wrong with this lunch that it is actually right. We have completely broke on through to the other side. We are in Bizarro World, where this lunch is considered good and a grilled panini is considered bulls**t.