a bad postmodern moment
Licking envelopes can lead to many existential thoughts:
when I eat carrots, do I accidentally leave little flecks of carrot on the strips I lick? and if I do, does this give pause to the person who opens the missive? OR do they just think "oh gross. whoever licked this was eating carrots?"
But I like to think that even that is something - that I've gotten them to realize hey, a person licked this envelope.
A person who was eating carrots. Gross.
Or what about the time I was eating dark chocolate, and the sealer turned a funny shade of brown?
would you rather have your envelope sealed by chocolate smudge, or carrot fleck?
when I eat carrots, do I accidentally leave little flecks of carrot on the strips I lick? and if I do, does this give pause to the person who opens the missive? OR do they just think "oh gross. whoever licked this was eating carrots?"
But I like to think that even that is something - that I've gotten them to realize hey, a person licked this envelope.
A person who was eating carrots. Gross.
Or what about the time I was eating dark chocolate, and the sealer turned a funny shade of brown?
would you rather have your envelope sealed by chocolate smudge, or carrot fleck?