Panera + People = Panic
I'm so dysfunctional, I can't get through a classy dinner at Panera Bread without having a major social anxiety attack and going home.
One Xanax and half...no, make that 3/4...of a gigantic chocolate chip cookie later, I'm much better.
For the record, I love Panera. If I could have a franchise location built into my garage, I would. I just don't like people.
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