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A Photo of a Seal

 This screenshot from National Geographic’s instagram page made me laugh. 

 

Can you caption this photo? 

Mullets

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Image from: yababoon.com

Part of a complete breakfast

ceerealI’m not sure if cereal commercials still say the whole “part of a complete breakfast” thing at the end, since I no longer watch cartoons and the advertisements aimed at my age group are more in the soda and cars categories. Here’s what I’m talking about: cereal commercials used to do their catchy jingle thing, blah blah our cereal is the best, try it.. blah, blah, and then….

They would show cereal, a glass of milk, a glass of orange juice, a muffin, an apple. I remember a Honey Nut Cheerios one that would have cereal, glass of milk, glass of orange juice, a croissant, grapes, and an apple.

I never ate cereal plus all those other things. Heck, sometimes I’d skip the milk.

I walked through the cereal aisle the other day at the grocery store, and I remembered exactly how I felt about it back in the day. I loved colorful or chocolaty cereals. Sugar with a hint of food coloring? Count me in! But as I was staring at a boring blue box of Total, I heard the high pitched voice of a little kid say “Excuse me?” and he walked right in front of me and grabbed a box of Lucky Charms (it had a free toy or something in there, too) and he walked back to his mom’s shopping cart.

Excuse me.. excuse me..

Why can’t I do that when I need something but a person is standing right in front of it?

It happens at bookstores, at yard sales, and definitely at the grocery store. If I need a can of chili and someone is standing there trying to decide if she wants her chili with beans or no beans, I just kinda hover around. I look up and down as if I can’t find the thing I’m looking for. 25% of the time the person figures it out and they move away (at which point you widen your eyes and pretend like you just found your item). The other times, I just kinda wait around.. and get closer to the person. I’m seriously starting to believe that strangers repel each other. You move closer, and they step away. Now THAT works most of the time.

If all else fails, you can always send your kid.