I went to Burger King today, December 1, 2017.
I had a "Whopper." Nothing happened.
So, why do a blog post about it? Well, this was the first time I went to that specific Burger King on Overland and Orchard in Boise, ID since Christmas Eve in 1974.
The difference is 15,683 days.
On Christmas Eve Day in 1974, my brother took me to that Burger King. It was supposed to be a quick lunch because we are finishing last minute Christmas shopping. After that, we drove to our dad's house, the trouble started to "brew."
In other words, both of us got food poisoning. It was a Whopper!
I remember moaning for a couple of days.
Our mother was the champion of grudges. I had a grudge against Burger King for decades.
Nevertheless, it might be another 15,683 days for me to have another Whopper again.
I am my mom's son after all. Grudges, food poisonings when you are 13 years old, and ruining my Christmas still reverberates through the years.