The Where Oh Where in the World is BK? File

Hi all! (If the number is even plural.)


I haven't blogged in a while, but I had extra motivation this time. Not only do I love blogging, but the only form of interaction Nicole Ciabocci and I have is when I blog - she won't communicate with me otherwise. So here's to you, Ciabocci. 

Well kids (projecting what I wish was true of me right now), the inevitable has happened: I am out in the real world. I currently hold an entry-level position with JWT, one of the biggest marketing agencies in NYC, and my #1 choice in agencies. I mean it's cool, but not as awesome as school was.
Down to the point of this post: 

There is no Burger King near my office. A sad truth I'm still trying to come to terms with. Aside from Chipotle, Burger King's my ketchup (get it? my jam- but ketchup is on a burger? Well there you go: if you were wondering if I've gotten funnier, the answer is no.)

I had a lunch break at work today, and used iPhone Maps to find the nearest BK. Maps said it was a 13-minute walk, located on 50th and 5th. Except although that's what it said, the map showed 50th and 6th (for the non-New Yorkers, this means 6th Avenue and 50th Street). I was confused, and checked out both locations, wobbling nearly a mile in my heels (no, not my orthopedic platforms that girls always make fun of me for wearing, telling me I look like a mom. Well, news for you guys- you're right. My mom owns them, too).

Back to the point; I was truly, truly disappointed when there was no such BK. All I wanted was a Whopper, Fries and a Diet Coke. And all I still want right now is a Whopper, Fries and a Diet Coke. The silver lining of my 2-mile adventure? Walking up and down the same two avenues brought entertainment and amused giggles from the Falafel stand men. A few too many giggles, if you ask me.

So what now? I guess I'm sticking to Subway, Chipotle and Potbellies. If this changes, I'll be sure to let you know.