Today's Letter is W.
For those not part of the Eastern Shore or Orlando (I can't believe they finally got one in Florida!), Wawa is not a random sound I'm making to have a post for W. Wawa is Heaven. All of your basic food desires, coffee dreams, and snack wishes (and sometimes gas, if it's a new one) can be found in a Wawa. I'm sure each region has its own version, but NOTHING compares to a Wawa. They have hand- and pre-made subs, wraps and breakfast sandwiches, soup, sandwiches, quesadillas, frozen coffees, smoothies, salads, little fruit platters, ice cream for days, juice, soda, a milkshake machine, a cappuccino machine, a Slurpee-type machine...
And since Wednesday was Administrative Assistant Day, my Director gave me a $10 gift card to Wawa! I will be living like a queen for a day! Do you know how much I can get for $10?? Honestly, I don't either, because I never really keep track, but I think at least breakfast AND lunch with money left over. I'm very excited (probably psychotically so).
But I grew up with Wawa in my life, from tiny Yardley town to down here in Dover. When I was at FSU trying to figure out if I wanted to transfer home, these were the three things that made me make up my mind:
1. My family
2. Tallahassee is really just an awful place
3. No Wawa
I kid you not.