We always get lunch at the BroBible office on Wednesday and when it arrives at noon, it’s a mad scramble. You’d think we’d never eaten before. Everyone sprints to the kitchen to load up.
Working on a blog post when it shows up? Enjoy the last scraps of salad and some soggy chicken breasts. And if it’s something good? Like when we get empanadas or when we get dumplings, those are gone in an instant. There’s nothing more brutal than missing out on that deliciousness because you were tenth in line.
But no more, never, because from now on, I’m pulling this dude’s move. Talk about power. Talk about cold sesame noodle city. Talk about living.