Tag: not an ad I promise

Sam’s Club is the only place near enough to my work to actually get food at lunch. So every Wednesday, I spend my half an hour break at Sam’s Club. Not to shop. To eat. Where else can you get two huge (delicious) slices of pizza and a drink for $2.50?

I usually end up taking a short lunch or eating at my desk so I can keep working, but Wednesdays are sacred.

I get thirty minutes to myself in the middle of consistently hectic work days where the tasks never stop pouring in.

Sometimes I take a notebook and write. Never anything profound, just whatever’s on my mind. Other times I just sit and people-watch. Whatever I do, I look forward to that brief reprieve every week.

Thanks, Sam’s.

PS this isn’t an ad, I just really fucking love their pizza.