one of these days, I will not be so lucky in thwarting death...
so there I was at work, just doing the things I normally do and Joe was giving out fancy candybars to everyone. He gives me one that is chocolate with orange pieces...and he says, "see, it has orange pieces in it. no nuts. you aren't allergic to orange pieces are you?" ...no, of course not...so I unwrap this chocolate bar quite carefully, because even the wrapping is nice...and I carefully break off a square(I remember, it was 1in by 1in and the chocolate was ever so smooth with the orange pieces quite visible to the naked eye...it was not a large piece in relation to the entire bar, but the light caught it ever so sweetly with sort of a chocolaty glimmer that one might expect...ok, I'll stop now)...anyway, I put this piece into my mouth and I start chewing...slowly, at first to catch all the flavors...I taste the orange pieces, and then I taste something thats fairly crunchy...a thought occurs to me *orange slices shouldnt be crunchy*...this is a good piece of chocolate...chewing frequency increases...I look at the ingredients to see what could be crunchy...in two different places on the back of the chocolate wrapper, it says ALMOND SLIVERS!!!
dun dun daaaa!!!
I hand the rest of the chocolate bar back to its giver and say casually, "it says almond slivers." It is at this point that my boss says, "well, I think it is time for me to leave for the day..." she doesnt want to be around if I die apparently...
I decide to see what happens as there is nothing I can do, except for take a precautionary "Benadryl"
eventually I decide to take this precautionary pill, but it is all powdery and untakable because it has been smashed in my wallet...
I did not die though. I lived on. without any bad effects. and so I write to you today from the comfort of my ivory chateau on the eve of the halved moon.
I leave you only with a promise of temporary life and these words of wisdom: if you should need hairspray for the pen marks on your jeans, do not come to me, for I have none.
dun dun daaaa!!!
I hand the rest of the chocolate bar back to its giver and say casually, "it says almond slivers." It is at this point that my boss says, "well, I think it is time for me to leave for the day..." she doesnt want to be around if I die apparently...
I decide to see what happens as there is nothing I can do, except for take a precautionary "Benadryl"
eventually I decide to take this precautionary pill, but it is all powdery and untakable because it has been smashed in my wallet...
I did not die though. I lived on. without any bad effects. and so I write to you today from the comfort of my ivory chateau on the eve of the halved moon.
I leave you only with a promise of temporary life and these words of wisdom: if you should need hairspray for the pen marks on your jeans, do not come to me, for I have none.