It’ll be a while before I can get my head into the fruit company’s spendy VR headsets, so until then, Imma just have to obsess about the number of cafes that don’t butter their toast anymore. Even worse, they don’t even provide butter on the side.
They just serve up a big, dry carbohydrate slab of frustration.
WTF am I supposed to do with a hockey puck of desiccated breakfast cud?
This is far worse than a lukewarm piece of toast and an ice brick of butter. Far, far worse.
I hear with apple headset you can see Jesus in every piece of toast.