A little while ago, a grocery store near me closed. It was on my route from school to home, so I stopped there with some regularity. It wasn’t the best place to shop, but it was convenient. I don’t even know why it closed.
Yesterday I taught lesson where I needed some candy as an illustration. As I was going home from school on Thursday, I was telling myself to remember to get the candy. I remembered until about where the closed grocery store was, then I forgot. Yesterday morning I was so angry that I had not stopped to get candy.
I decided I would have to stop on the way to school. But I had gotten ready quicker than usual and it was only 6:00am. The only place to get candy at that time of the morning was a grocery store. Because my regular stop was closed, I would have to take a different route to school. A route that had more stoplights and slower traffic. But I took it because I needed the candy.
When I got to this other grocery store, I got my candy, but there was only one checkout lane open. I got at the back of the line. It stretched all the way back into an isle. It stretched into an isle where I found this:
It’s a miracle! (cue the music)
See, teaching middle school boys about sexuality can pay off. Now are you going to tell us the lesson about candy?
Good morning Kim! I’m stuck here at Planning Committee.
Brad – congrats on your toothpaste find! Every once in a while things go our way – yes?
Who knew you have been hunting & searching for an M & M tie? Glad you finally found it. Makes sense a grocery store would sell them.
Heh.
So….. did you consider giving your students toothpaste instead of candy? I think that would have been the more responsible thing to do.
Oh, and I’ll cue the music – “It’s a miracle! A true blue spectacle, the miracle is you!” (Thank you, Barry Manilow.)
I dunno, Brad – I’d say this entry should have been labeled “A Series of FORtunate Events” – you learned how early the alternate grocery store opens, probably met lovely new folks in line there, were foreced to try an alternate route to school/work (helpful during road closures, I should think), and apparently found a European-candy-bar-sized chunk of Tom’s toothpaste while you were at it. PLUS: apparently because they love you so much, not another soul commented on what appears to be the STOLEN left sleeve of your nice shirt either. Yup, I’d call all that pret-tee fortunate….