Did I Say Mini Burger?

I was feeling a tad lazy last night so I asked my fiance to bring home dinner. I told him that I was tired and starving and to just surprise me with something. He finally decided on Wendy's and I said just get me a cheeseburger. He gets home and hands me the tiniest burger I have ever seen. It was a Jr. Cheeseburger. Did I say get me a mini burger? Did I not mention that I was frickin starving? He told the guy at the window that he wanted a cheeseburger and I guess he didn't think it was necessary to explain exactly what kind he wanted. I opened the burger from it's wrapper and started laughing. The bun was 100 times bigger than the patty that was inside. The thing was as thin as a piece of deli sliced ham. What adult could eat that and be full? I look over at the burger my fiance got and it was as big as a shortstack of pancakes. I should have taken a picture of the two side by side. Not only was my burger as thin as a piece of paper, it was barely holding the shape of a patty. I turned the thing over and it was barely holding together by the cheese. Its like there were chunks of the burger patty missing and they filled it in with cheese. It reminded me of the one and only time I had a burger at Whitecastle. Ick. This Wendy Jr. burger, or whatever the hell it is, should be called a slider too because that's the only way I could make the damn thing go down my throat without hurling at the very sight of the thing.