death by bagel
Ok... so when the typically ever-so-slightly-bitchy woman who works at your favorite little coffee nook gives you an oh-so-out-of-character grin and tells you to be sure to enjoy the bagel she's just toasted and smothered in cream cheese for you, how do you react? Do you just figure that she really is in a good mood for a change? (at 7:45 in the morning...) Or do you immediately question the contents of your highly anticipated bagel? And if your response is the latter, do you immediately bid a teary-eyed farwell to said breakfast? Or do you suck it up and chance whatever horrid fate awaits you upon consumption? I gotta say, that I totally went the suspicious route... she was just waaaay too cheery. It freaked me out. That said, I couldn't quite bring myself to throw out my precious sesame-seed-ecrusted sphere of goodness. So I'm currently awaiting the onset of some horrid case of food poisoning or Hepatitis or something of that nature. I'll let you know how it goes.