So there I was, eating a Heater Meal
March 3rd, 2008
I can’t believe I’m eating this shit. 1430 calories is my entire daily allotment and I’m eating it because it’s on my desk. Husband brought it home and I didn’t recognize it. I seriously thought he brought home a frozen dinner for me. (Gee, thanks Babe.) Is this just an Army thing? All we got were the plain tan plastic pouches. This thing is in a colorful cardboard box with an applesauce cup, tray of what appears to be meat…stuff, an entire can of juice, and some other assorted high-caloric goodies.
Old habits die hard, though. I’m avoiding the main course like the plague as there are no AF Flybois to pawn it off to (why most of the AF guys I met love these things is beyond me). And there is no way in hell I’d fire up that heater pack; the smell of them still turns my stomach. Although, I suppose that if I got bored enough I could save it to make a heater bomb out in the parking lot.
Moving on… This better not be a continuing trend. I don’t want another cupboard full of MREs that nobody wants to eat.
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