My Krispy Kreme Fiasco

Tuesday, I took a trip into the city (which isn't unusual for me, I'm there every Saturday); however I took the train in with some of my friends, while I usually come by car. On the way in I had an argument with one of them saying that there was a Krispy Kreme Doughnut shop in Penn Station, which he refused to believe because he thought that they went out of business. I felt the need to prove him wrong, so when we arrived, I took a walk down the long strip of restaurants in the Penn main corridor, having no luck finding it. I needed to drown my upsets, so I marched into a Cinnabon shop for breakfast and became happy again.

After a day of walking and eating (I worked off what ever I ate by walking in notably 90 degree weather), my friends and I started to make our way back to the train. Reminded about my argument earlier, I asked my buddy, Max, to look up the Krispy Kreme on his phone (isn't technology great!). He found that it was near the Amtrak station. Alright, being a Long Islander, I'm not so sure about my way around all of Penn Station, notably passing by the Amtrak walking in 20 minutes before our ride back. Remembering, Max informed me that the doughnuts were at the Amtrak a little bit back.

Another friend and I ran as fast as we could, because one thing I love more than proving people wrong is a box of doughnuts. We reached the Amtrak terminal which was as big as Central Park, and he was ready to give up, though I was determined. With 15 minutes remaining, I ran around franticly searching for this shop and I ended up finding it after that work! I managed to grab a box of six and run back to the Long Island terminal with 4 minutes to spare. After showing the box to Jonathan, proving him wrong (double win!), he inquired if he could go get some in time, and I replied: "No. They went out of business for the day..." and happily took the train ride home while all of my friends enviously eyed my doughnuts.