I went. It took 30 minutes. The guy gave me spicy shrimp and veggies even after I explicitly asked it it was hot. I don’t like the Panda hot spices. Oh well, I’ll deal. I mean, I got my Panda - every finals/deadline period needs at least one night of takeout late at night in an office.
I’ll save my philosophy of life musing from on the way home for later. It involved the freeway system in my city being like a palm meant for reading. There is one area in particular where the main thoroughfare near my apartment goes over a major interstate and you always stop on a light overlooking it and I love the way the cars go back and forth, day or night. Plus it usually smells pretty good…usually because half the time I am coming from the direction that stops over the freeway, I have food with me.
-jd
