I usually have a couple yogurts in the morning along with a cup of coffee. If I'm out and no one makes coffee, I will have some crackers throughout the day with either bottled water or Hawaiian punch or tea (again if any made). I usually can't prepare much these days so if it's not ready made, I can't do much about it. I'm not usually asked things like "can I get you anything? You all right? Good morning/night" This all seems to be reserved for everyone else, including the dogs and cats.
Sunday mornings everyone who is available goes to Denny's for breakfast. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns and English muffin - that's been my staple for 2+ years. The past three weeks I've had nothing and the reasons have been "I completely spaced it" or "I had errands to run." Nothing was offered as a substitute except today some two-day old coffee cake was nuked. I guess I'm just expected to fend for myself or accept whatever's lying around. When I wanted to find out why (don't I deserve breakfast too?) the room became vacant quickly with nothing more said. I wonder if it's felt I would do the same if our roles were reversed...
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