My family has been downstairs deciding on dinner for two hours. They asked me for a suggestion and I said, “pho.” They didn’t like my answer and now upset because I went upstairs and refuse to engage any longer. 

Ffs decide on a place and I’ll find something on the menu that I want. Seriously, write down places and draw one out of a hat for the love of all that is holy. 

And this is why I have a pop-tart stash.