i like meat

not in the way tom cruise, derek jeter, or a-rod like meat, but in the heterosexual i-like-grilling type of way. this is the precise origin of my disappointment.

you see, last week my mother and i took my grandmother to lunch at a red robin restaurant. attached to the "rate our service" feedback card was a card advertising the red robin email club. normally i wouldnt have looked twice at it, but it claimed that members get a free burger on their birthday. so naturally, i signed up. i'm quite disappointed in either our server, red robin, or both, as i have not yet received an official email telling me that i'm a card carrying member of the red robin email club. for the most part i could care less, but when march rolls around i want my free fuckin burger.