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I'm one lucky girl! We have a cafeteria at my place of employment, so I don't have to pack a meal (something I'm horrible at), or go out in the frigid cold to find some grub. And it's located only one floor below me. It's still cafeteria food though, but I digress. So, along w/ shitty cafeteria food, we have a wall of vending machines. What more could a fat girl ask for? Being the lazy fatty that I am, I usually take the elevator down to the cafe, cause I'm a lazy fatty. Well, today, at breakfast, I took the stairs down! Holy shit - she walked down one whole flight of stairs! I took the lift back up, but still, pretty impressive, right?!?! Hold your horses, cause there's more! At lunch, I took the stairs again! AND I ORDERED A SALAD W/ GRILLED CHICKEN - WITHOUT DRESSING! I normally eat something much more hearty & filling for lunch, so come 3:30, I was hungry, which ENTITLED me to a snack from the wall of vending machines. So, along w/ my 20 oz of Diet Pepsi for $1.25, I also purchased a $0.75 pkg of cream cheese & chive cracker sandwhiches, as well as a $1.00 EXTRA CRISPY Kit Kat. I think my grilled chicken salad more than entitles me to that plethora of calories for my afternoon snack, don't you?