I have a secret to admit. Sometimes, on my way into work, I stop off at my favorite donut shop for a morning snack. It's a local place. The kind of place you feel good about supporting (which nearly neutralize the guilt associated with eating so many donuts).
Well, one day I was driving by that same donut shop on the way home from work. It was around 5:45 in the evening and I noticed that the "Open" sign was still lit up on the door. I looked at the door and, sure enough, they're open until 6:00 p.m. every week day! I had no idea they were open so late. Suddenly, there were new possibilities in my life. The only thing better than a secret pre-work donut would be a secret after-work donut--right?
So, I walk in and notice the only other person in the shop besides me is an employee who is standing behind the cash register. I looked down into the glass covered shelves where the donuts are kept to see that there is not a single one on display.
"Uhhhh...you, don't have any donuts now, do you?" I ask...or state (I'm not sure).
"No, not this late," replies the donut lady.
Of course not! I think to myself and awkwardly walk out of the store. But, for the life of me, I cannot figure out WHY the store was still open.
Not Wish
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So YOU'RE the chump who took away my husband's undefeated fantasy rating and put him in a bad mood! YOU ruined my weekend! Ha ha ha. And I went in early and bought up all your donuts. No, not really. Maybe all the cops had just cleaned them out?
Shhh! Sniz, our plan worked. He thinks there's no donuts during their evening hours. Hee hee hee!
Blessings,
~Toni~
Ahh...the donut mystery. I don't think we'll know the answer to that one until we get to heaven.
That has happened to me in Fort Wayne. When I walked in they were throwing the donuts in the trash while saying they were out of them. They weren't closing for another two hours.
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