So in a moment of weakness (I have one of these moments about once an hour) I stopped at See's Candies on my way home from the Post Office today. For those of you not in California, See's candies is the devil. It is also known as a chocolate shop. They make, in my opinion, the best chocolates ever. Since it is right next to my local Starbuck's I figured I would grab my nonfat latte and pop my head in and pick up a couple pieces of chocolate (It's all about balance people).
That didn't happen. I did not pick up a couple of piece of chocolate. I decided to buy a whole box of chocolate. Now, to be fair, I will not be eating this whole box in one sitting. I'm not that pathetic (I don't mean to insinuate that if you eat an entire box of chocolates in one day that you are pathetic. O.k.....yes I do) . A box of chocolate (12 pieces) will last me at the very least a week.
So, I'm picking out my chocolates and the lady asks me "Is this a gift?"
and I froze.
I could have just said "No." But I was afraid she would judge me. I don't even know why I cared. This lady looked like maybe she had eaten a few boxes of See's candies in her life, so who was she to judge?
But I did not say "No." I said "Yes, it is a gift."
I was baffled by the words coming out of my mouth. But I figured it was out there now, and that was the end of it. I was wrong. I was so wrong. My lies did not end there. This was the dialogue that followed:
Her: What is the gift for?
Me: It's a Thank You gift.
Her: Oh how thoughtful of you! Everyone loves to receive chocolates!
Me: Oh yeah, I'm sure she'll love it.
Her: Would you like me to wrap it for you?
Me: That would be lovely!
So she wraps it all up and throws a big "Thank you!" sticker on the top. And a little gold ribbon!
I'm dying. I'm almost thinking at this point that I should find someone who has done something nice for me recently and give it to them.
As I'm paying for my "gift", my head hung low in shame, she asks:
Her: Would you like anything else? Maybe a few chocolates for yourself?
Me: Oh...ha...ha....No, that's ok. Hopefully my friend will share with me! he...he...he...
I then grabbed my purchase and slinked out of the store.
So now, I have this beautifully wrapped box of chocolates. I don't even want to open it. I feel so stupid.
Ok, who the hell am I kidding? I'm about to rip this baby open. Shame be damned!