The other day when I was at lunch with a friend I mentioned how beautiful the food looked, but that I wasn't one to take a picture of it, much worse, post the picture. I really don't find any enjoyment browsing through pictures of other people's dinners. I just don't understand why people have this weird compulsion to take pictures of their food and broadcast them on social media. So I confess, I'm a hypocrite.
Anyone recognize this assortment? You might, had you been at Costco on Saturday. I had just finished my first round of samples and was heading back to my truck with two bags of baggles when my mom called with one more thing she'd forgotten to ask me to pick up.
I was fine with that. Over half an hour later, after my second round of samples, I was ready to walk out with my one item: a pack of gum.
The cashier recognized me and advised that it's much quicker to buy all your items at once. Thanks. I'll consider that next time.
It's also quicker to not stop for two rounds of samples. But what fun is that?
Besides, it may sound silly, but it makes me feel so grown up to grab my own samples. It's little things like this that lead me to the ironic conclusion "growing up happens in baby steps."
I was fine with that. Over half an hour later, after my second round of samples, I was ready to walk out with my one item: a pack of gum.
The cashier recognized me and advised that it's much quicker to buy all your items at once. Thanks. I'll consider that next time.
It's also quicker to not stop for two rounds of samples. But what fun is that?
Besides, it may sound silly, but it makes me feel so grown up to grab my own samples. It's little things like this that lead me to the ironic conclusion "growing up happens in baby steps."
On my way home I rolled down the windows, blasted the Frozen soundtrack and sang along with the carefree confidence of a little kid showing off with a toy microphine.
Because you're never too grown up for that.
Candidly,
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