This morning was a VERY exciting morning here at Bitchburgh. I woke up with butterflies in my tummy, love in my heart, and a tingle down my spine. That’s right. It was the Grand Opening of Dormont’s Dunkin Donuts.
Wormy and I have been staking out this Dunkin since construction started. Wormy was actually lucky enough to have been there last week, on a trip to the liquor store right next to it, to stock up on boxed wine, when she stumbled upon a new employee training session. She saw all sorts of people in there and thought maybe it was open. She popped her head in, and no, they weren’t open, BUT, since they were training DD peeps (very important training, I might add), she could get ten dollars worth of WHATEVER SHE WANTED. So they could practice. How cool is that?
Anyway! I call Wormy bright and early this morning to make sure she is awake for the BIG EVENT. She was not. Wormy is not what you would call a morning person. She actually doesn’t technically wake up till noon. I, however, am a morning person. Meaning that call went something like this:
Me: “GOOD MORNING! OH MY GOD WAKE UP IT’S THE BIG DAY WE ARE GOING TO DUNKIN DONUTS THIS IS SO EXCITING!”
Wormy: “Ggggaaaaaaaahhhhhh. What? What time is it? Shut up. I hate you.”
Me: “OKAY! Time to wake up! Up and at ’em Adam Ant! Put on your blue suede shoes! Let’s do this! Let’s make this morning our bitch! WOOOOO!”
Wormy: “Seriously. I hate you. When I see you, I’m going to punch you.”
She eventually rallied, got ready, and we were off. To a little slice of heaven right here on Earth. A little piece of love that I like to call Dunkin Donuts. Because that is actually the name of the place. Dunkin Donuts. Right here in the South Hills of Pittsburgh. There is a God. And she loves me.