At Trader Joe’s. Dude is ringing me up.
“How you doing tonight?”
“Good, but my car got broken into this morning and now I’m going to eat that entire bag of cookies you’re holding.”
“Awww man. I’m sorry. Did they take anything?”
“My gym bag full of gym stuff, basically. Could’ve been worse. But the window cost $200 bucks.”
“Thieves are the worst, man! Why do they have to take people’s stuff!?”
“I don’t know. But right now I’m going to take those cookies and eat the whole bag — in protest.”
“I would too, man. I would, too.”
Sometimes you just need to sit down with a bag of cookies and digest life. They make it go down easier.