Morning Delight
I've just finished stuffing a bagel into my mouth when Valerie alerts me to the fact that there are pastries in the kitchen. I'm floored. "Really? Aw man! I just ate." She tells me I'll change my mind when I look at them. I look at them and oh Lord, I want to change my mind.
Why'd I have to eat that bagel?!
I'll tell you why. Most girls would blame it on the PMS but I can't because I don't think I'm honestly that hungry. I just know in my mind it's breakfast time and at breakfast time you eat breakfast so into my mouth goes a bagel. Sure I have a breakfast bar in my drawer but I need a bagel. Why a bagel? Because I'm being pouty this morning and this justifies eating the equivalent of 8 slices of bread.
I decide to take a pastry for later and I thank Debbie who purchased these delicious treats. I ask her where she bought them and she tells me the name of a bakery in Whitestone.
"Too bad dad isn't here," I say as I place a piece of brownie on the plate. "He'd be all like-" I puff up my shoulders and ball my hands into fists making myself look as masculine as I can in a jean skirt and I push my voice down into the "dad voice" Pher created for him. "I'm dad. I used to go to this bakery all the time when I was a kid! It was on the corner of-"
"Such and such lane," Valerie breaks in. We know our boss too well.
Oh daddy we miss you here at The Surge today.
Why'd I have to eat that bagel?!
I'll tell you why. Most girls would blame it on the PMS but I can't because I don't think I'm honestly that hungry. I just know in my mind it's breakfast time and at breakfast time you eat breakfast so into my mouth goes a bagel. Sure I have a breakfast bar in my drawer but I need a bagel. Why a bagel? Because I'm being pouty this morning and this justifies eating the equivalent of 8 slices of bread.
I decide to take a pastry for later and I thank Debbie who purchased these delicious treats. I ask her where she bought them and she tells me the name of a bakery in Whitestone.
"Too bad dad isn't here," I say as I place a piece of brownie on the plate. "He'd be all like-" I puff up my shoulders and ball my hands into fists making myself look as masculine as I can in a jean skirt and I push my voice down into the "dad voice" Pher created for him. "I'm dad. I used to go to this bakery all the time when I was a kid! It was on the corner of-"
"Such and such lane," Valerie breaks in. We know our boss too well.
Oh daddy we miss you here at The Surge today.