Monday, September 28, 2009

World's Finest








Most of us had to fundraise for something or other at school: band, student council, cheerleading, etc. I have very fond memories of World's Finest chocolate bars. Milk chocolate with almonds. I remember selling them in high school and eating at least half of the cases myself. I miss my metabolism from those days.

It's hard to find those candy bars in New York. The kids I know aren't quite old enough for it yet, and similar to the Girl Scout Cookie problem, it's not safe for them to go door to door. I have to rely on their parents bringing them to work and that's a little tricky.

Last week I saw a woman on the train with a case of World's Finest. It was 8:30AM and just a little too early for me to approach her about them. Then this morning the girl who sits behind me asked me if I wanted any chocolate (duh, of course I do) because she knew I really liked this kind. She had a handful of World's Finest bars.

Cue jumping up and down, clapping hands in glee. Then I asked her where she got them. Someone in my office was selling them, but didn't see the need to announce it. Of course I immediately ran over there and offered to buy every damn one of them. Sadly, only two almond ones were left. Even sadder was when I realized they had changed the formulation--no more whole almonds, just almond bits. I know times are hard and all, but the best part was biting into that big almond.

I still plan on buying some more, though. I mean, I have to support St. Catherine of Genoa School, right?


addendum: The coworker got her hands on six additional almond bars. I bought them all even though there are only almond bits. I also bought 2 krisps and 2 caramel bars to make it an even $10. I plan on sharing the love, not hoarding them in my snack drawer.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

The Assassination of Fortune Cookie
















I received a call at work today from a manager in another department. At the end of the call, she mentions that she was chatting with this employee we know who is rather weird and socially awkward. They were talking about her finishing up grad school and what she wanted to do after she received her masters degree.

Her response: "I want Fortune Cookie's job."

Uh. That's very specific, right?
It's fine and all, but you, dear reader, probably know more about what I do at work than this girl does. It's not just me looking pretty and teaching a class every few weeks. I told a friend about this and she asked if it was more a statement of admiration or will there be an assassination attempt in the future? Honestly, I think the latter.

Although, even with me out of the picture, it's unlikely they would hire this girl for my job. Weird and socially awkward do not a Fortune replacement make.
In the meantime, I'll still keep an eye on her...