We've Come a Long Way From Lunch Pails

Today, I opened my lunch sack to find a sandwich on white bread.  I detest white bread.  Call me a snob, but I only eat whole wheat bread.  This problem could have been overlooked if it had not been one of the many lunch blunders my mother has committed just this month.  One was packing me Cool Ranch Doritos which in response, I promptly sent her a picture of the unopened package as visual evidence of my distaste.  A couple of times, she has forgotten the flavor packet to my water bottle.  So guess what I got to drink?  Water.  Plain water.  Now why on earth would anyone want to drink that?  Recently, her blunders have been more excusable though.  For example, giving me Snickers instead of Twix.  I can cope with that, I suppose.  Except today I got no candy.  And white bread.  If this pattern of irresponsibility continues, I might have to start packing my own lunch.