I’m not sure what part of me triggered the alert. Was it my inner cheapskate realizing there was something free down there? Or was it my inner fat kid, always on the lookout for food, especially sweets? Maybe my nosy side was activated by the out-of-place package on the table. Let’s call it my natural curiosity that sent me down the hallway at work to see what had been left behind.
Honestly, I knew it was cookies. I’ve spent quality time staring at snack and cookie displays in stores. I was even confident that they would be Chips Ahoy! brand. I’ll admit I was expecting them to be some kind of seasonal or limited edition flavor. Nope. Just the chewy variety.
Chips Ahoy! cookies always disappoint me. I get sucked in by the photos on the packaging. They look so good but they never actually taste that great. The original flavor cookies are too dry, so I always hope the chewy ones will be better. Unfortunately, the texture and flavor are never quite right.
I’d like to claim that I exercised willpower not to take a cookie. That I told myself I didn’t need one. The truth is that I didn’t help myself because I don’t like the brand.
Only one other thing stayed my hand from the open package. Why is someone giving away perfectly good cookies?, I thought. It’s not like they were some weird flavor. Did they, too, experience buyer’s remorse and realize that Chips Ahoy! are not worth an exclamation point? Or had some unknown person tampered with the cookies and left them out as a social experiment to see which fools would partake from the poisoned package?
So, it was the will to live rather than willpower that won in the end. I helped myself but NOT helping myself.