Busted!

Weight: 281

When I come home from work I have to travel through the Highway 3 Fast Food Gauntlet of Doom (Doom added for dramatic affect) and yesterday I fell to its temptations. “It just a Jr. Roast or two and one with cheese, I'll simply eat before I get home and no one will know” I thought to myself. When I got home my wife asked me how I liked my Arby’s and I was dumb struck. How did she know? While I was ordering I had my phone in my hand and accidently dialed home, so she heard me ordering my food. She proved it by reciting back my order in a very dumb hillbilly type voice (it was suppose to sound like me, but I couldn’t tell) and then gave me the stink eye. There was nothing I could say; I simply hung my head in shame. Even my phone wants me to lose weight, how can you argue with that?