I have been struggling with this addiction for at least 15-20 years. It has not been easy! I tried to hide it, but finally it became impossible. People became suspicious! After all, who was I fooling! I am sure that everyone could smell it on my breath!
I do believe that I became addicted the very first time I tried it!! I really was never interested in going there until I decided to order a “Mexican Pizza” WITH NO MEAT!! But once I took my first bite—YUMMMM—I was hooked! From that day forward, Taco Bell was my “fast food” of choice and I have never ordered anything else!! But the habit got worse! I was not satisfied with just one! Oh no!! My standard order soon became TWO Mexican pizza’s with no meat!! I couldn’t control myself—I was addicted! But now? I am free!! I HAVE BEEN CURED!! And I am feeling confident that I will never return to that nasty habit ever again! NO—my friends and family did not have an intervention!! Instead, I finally hit rock bottom!!
This week I went to the Bell. I ordered the usual. But I could tell there was something wrong when I took my first bite! There was something definitely wrong!! I thought that maybe the shells were fried in old grease! It just had a strange flavor. But I was so hungry, and how bad could it be! So, I continued to eat it!! I ate about half before I decided that it might be better if I took one of the shells off. But that didn’t help much. So, before I ate the second one, I not only took one of the shells off, I also put it into the toaster oven to re-heat it! I thought that would help. Instead, it seemed to just get worse!! It was at that time I realized I had hit bottom!! How could I have kept eating something that was so totally horrible!!
I called, explained to the manager, and asked for a refund. He immediately apologized and said he would be happy to make them over. NO THANK YOU, I said. I much prefer a refund. (I had lost my appetite and was already feeling sick!) He was so nice about it though. And when I returned for my refund, he once again apologized, gave me my money back and told me to keep my receipt. He hoped that I would give them another chance and the next time it was free! Hmmmm—I thought about it! After all, this is the first time I have ever been so completely disappointed, but I decided to throw away the receipt, never to return!!! ALLELUIA!! I have been cured!!!
OK, maybe I didn’t exactly throw it away. Maybe I put it in my top dresser draw. But really—by the time I feel the urge, I will have forgotten where I put that receipt!! I’m just sayin’!!
