The Universe Is Trying to Tell Me Something

I swear the universe is doing everything it can to make me drink alcohol.

This week when ordering room service I asked for bread.

What shows up at my door?

Beer!!

                                        VS.

These are two very different things. The hotel staffer got quite a chuckle at the mistake.

Please go back downstairs and bring the pregnant lady her carbs. And get this dream of a beverage out of my face!!!