Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Baked and befuddled on the Boulevard

I went to a lot of trouble to cross midday traffic on Colorado Blvd. to get to The Great Harvest Bread Company. Cute little bread girl pierced like a pin cushion gives me huge slab of 9-grain bread with butter to eat while I'm waiting for my loaf to go through the slicer. I pay up, leave with bread in hand, savoring my good luck and the fact that I will have something to munch on as I crawl home through northbound traffic.

After slogging through two blocks of brake lights, I start thinking about bread in hand vs. bread in bag...sliced...sitting undisturbed on the Bread Company counter. Beskewered bread girl does not offer me a second slice of bread, nor does she find my "Oops, menopause moment!" comment the least bit funny.

4 comments:

JeanMac said...

She'll understand someday!

Wendy said...

Yup - JeanMac took my comment!

Hope that bread tasted good!

Mauigirl said...

That was my comment as well! She's too young to understand yet and thinks she will never be old!

Mrs Bucket said...

I followed the trail from your blog on shingles! As a 56 librarian your blog answered my patrons question and mine! It's normal....