Mowgli, the littlest man-cub

i can't really describe me but just to give you an idea of what i'm like, i'm kind of like when you're really hungover in the morning from a night of drinking cheap whiskey and you kind of throw on some clothes that are scattered all over the floor (and you put on the socks first because the floor is cold) and you realize that you're hungry and you don't have any food at home so you throw on a jacket or a sweatshirt or a hoodie and stumble down to the nearest fast food restaurant and you're like two minutes late for breakfast so you have to order a cheeseburger at 10:32 in the morning so you're kind of...not rude, but just kind of grumpy to the mexican kid working the counter and after he takes your order you realize that you've just been kind of a dick to this kid who's probably making six bucks an hour making some shitty food that'll probably make you sick in about half an hour but you're so hungry you don't even care so when the kid gives you your change you say something like "hey, thanks alot, man" and the kid kind of nods like "no big deal" and so you fill up your drink and the kid gives you your bag, looking kind of weird or something, and you don't think anything of it at the time, but when you get back to your house and unwrap the cheeseburger you realize that its not a cheeseburger at all. the kid made you a fucking egg mcmuffin from scratch. i'm kind of like that.