In preparation for the depravity to come, I fast the night before, eating a only light meal of a bacon cheeseburger, four chicken McNuggets, and a small fries at midnight.
Ten hours later, my editor, Max Read, messages me to outline the conditions this exercise must meet:
·I will not take advantage of the TGI Friday's wifi, read a book, or go to sleep.
·I will stay at least six hours past the restaurant's 11 a.m. opening time.
·I will consume mozzarella sticks with the voraciousness of bacteria feasting on the muscle tissue of a corpse. (This is not so much a condition as a given.)
He then proposes a bonus:
If you can stay till 1 a.m. I'll give you a week off.
In a separate conversation, my colleague Taylor offers to pay me $3 for every mozzarella stick I eat past the first 30.
The offer before me is now one week's vacation and theoretically infinite pfit.
11:34 a.m. My first plate arrives. The mozzarella sticks are golden, dense, and huge. Each one is greater than the width of two of my index fingers. As a frequent and enthusiastic consumer of mozzarella sticks, I estimate that these are about twice the standard size. They are softly cuboid, not cylindrical, for reasons I assume are obscure and related to the maximally efficient, foolproof method by which they are packaged, shipped, and cooked. They arrive in herds of six, lightly dusted with shavings of "Parmesan" and "Romano" and flakes of parsley. (Over the course of several orders, this coating will become increasingly patchy, as TGI Friday's and I stop standing on formality.) An order normally costs $7.50, which means I will have to eat at least two in order for TGI Friday's Endless Apps to qualify as a "good deal." Each plate of six contains 1,100 calories.
They taste like goddamn garbage.
7:41 p.m. Marisa returns with my fifth order of mozzarella sticks. We decide that she will charge me for one more Diet Coke (cost: $2.80) in order to open a new check. A little unorthodox, but that is life for we, the first settlers of the Endless Apps frontier.
1:21 a.m. I arrive home and throw up a little bit, but not as much as I expected.
FINAL TALLY
·Number of plates of mozzarella sticks that potentially could have been ordered: ∞
·Number of plates of mozzarella sticks actually ordered: 7
·Number of mozzarella sticks that potentially could have been eaten: ∞
·Number of of mozzarella sticks actually eaten: 32
·U.S. dollars paid to Caity Weaver from Taylor Berman for every stick over 30 eaten, at a rate of $3/stick: 6
·Days off earned unless tricked: 5
·Additional rewards earned: Ketchup
More at the link:
http://gawker.com/my-14-hour-search-for-the-end-of-tgi-fridays-endless-ap-1606122925