There Had to Be One..

When I'm not preoccupied stealing fast food I like to treat myself with a coffee. 


This Moncton Girl had worked up quite the thirst for a delicious caffeinated beverage and off to her own personal mecca (Tim's) she went. 


At the lovely drive thru window I ordered a 

Large Iced Coffee

and feeling sassy added a Apple Fritter to the order. Throwing down the loonies like it ain't no thang. 


The lovely preteen at the window informed me:

We are all out of Apple Fritters

No problem! It just so happens Moncton Girl also enjoys a Blueberry Fritter on occasion. It would've been great except the speaker then told me:

We ain't got no Fritters left tonight

Thinking on my feet I recovered and asked for the standard Double Chocolate Donut. 

Yep, we got that. Pull up

Thank the lord. This is just turning into an awkward situation. How many actual donut names can the ordinary person pull out their hat? (My limit is 3)


When I arrive at the window I'm met with my Iced Coffee and a sad message:

Sorry, we actually don't have any Double Chocolate

My smooth, calm and collected response was:

JUST GIVE ME ANY DONUT. I DON'T CARE. ANY DONUT WILL DO!

I was fairly confident with this choice as Moncton Girl has never met a donut Moncton Girl didn't like. 


Until that night. 


I opened up the small brown bag of wonder to a heart-shaped, strawberry substance filled piece of shit donut.  


I guess there had to be one. 

* Moncton Girl