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Well, I've mentioned before how my little girl-cat Flame, is addicted to popcorn--no really. I cannot pop any microwave popcorn, or bring a bag of flavoured popcorn in the apartment, that she doesn't go positively BONKERS, pestering me to give her some! She has a tendency to sit on the arm of my chair, whinge, and quite literally wave her paw in my face, until I hold out my palm to let her scarf some down.
So, on this day, I went into the little Stewart's convenient store across the street from my office building, looking for a pre-lunch snack. It was odd, but me and all my co-workers were all saying how hungry we were, this afternoon, even tho' we'd all had a good breakfast, just a couple of hours before. That was sort of strange...people all over the office saying how hungry the were. Maybe it's the sudden change from high summer back to our normal autumn.
But, I digress. So, I was browsing through bags of Doritos, pretzels, TGI Friday's crunchy mozzerella flavour sticks, and BBQ corn chips--when I spied something called "buffalo wing and bleu cheese flavor" popcorn. Okay, sounds funky, I like funky sometimes, thought I'd give it a whirl.
You know, they say that temptation is the catalyst of fools...okay there's no "they," I just made that up, just now. Anyway, no. Or, to put it another way: BLEH. Just blew 99 cents. But, I ate half a bag anyway, 'cos damn, I'm hungry.
As usual, Flamey decided she HAD to have some, and sure enough, within seconds of me opening the bag, there she was, perched on the arm of the chair, "gimme' gimee, gimme' mum!" I WANT it! So, held out my hand, not really expecting her to try it....she DID!
Flamey has this thing, she LOVES to crunch popcorn in her mouth. I mean, you should see the look of pure joy on her face, when she going "nom-nom-nom, yummy!" Well, she crunched away, but I could see she was having doubts. After the first piece she was licking her lips and moving her jaws--it was just a tad spicy, as "buffalo wing" flavour tends to sometimes be. I thought, "well, now she's had that, she won't want any more." No, not quite. She scarfed down two more pieces before she finally decided that buffalo wing and bleu cheese popcorn reaallly wasn't her thing!
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The other day, I had all that trouble with my bad eye--an infection...and my tunnel vision is getting worse. Anyway, I had to see the health centre's receptionist for something...and I'm standing there behind the counter, on the other side of the window, looking down at the woman seated at the desk---who, as it happens, choose that particular day to wear a low-cut blouse. Now, had I even been a lesbian instead of a "genuine old maid", I might have been okay with that particular "view," but...I rather doubt it.
Not as bad as the time I was forced to sit an entire semester in a computer class, staring down the bum-crack of the teenage girl in front of me....ewwww!