I’m almost disappointed no one saw all those eggplants fall on me at Whole Foods this morning.
As a petite gal, grocery shopping can be something of an adventure in comic timing. It’s also a good time to practice my decision-making skills. Is xyz worth the reach? I guess you could look at it as a metaphor for dating. Or life—whichever one takes up more real estate in your brain.
But wow. There is nothing quite like when you take a risk, get on your tip-toes to grope around for that Good Eggplant you think you saw, only to wind up overwhelmed by a whole bunch of “Not the eggplant I wanted.”
Anyone agree with me on this?