Baked Goods

Today I sat in a really important, highly top secret adult meeting about the new upcoming City Creek project in Salt Lake City, Downtown. I don't particularly like meetings. They make me sleepy. Then after I get sleepy I have to stiffle yawns for an hour and force my eyes to not only stay open, but to appear interested on the topic. Today was not necessarily different, however occasionally we will order in lunch to eat while we listen to boring things.

We ordered from Jimmy Johns. It was truly remarkable. Just like the commercial in fact! We called them, and before we could hang up the phone, our sandwiches were being delivered! Chips and cookies were also involved (I like cookies). After eating my scrumptious sandwich, a handful of plastic wrapped chocolate-chippy goodness sat in the middle of the table while this important guy talked about buildings and stuff. Why was no one else reaching for one of these delectable delights to satisfy their sweet tooth cravings? I didn't want to be the first one to reach for a cookie, so I just sat there with my "interested" face listening to the meeting. However, while the meeting continued on, I was battling my thoughts that sounded a little bit like this:

"So next year exactly 322 days away, we will be opening..."

"COOKIES. I want one."

"What can we do for your company to best impliment..."

"I want a cookie. MMMM cookies."

"We will be expecting to focus on international sales..."

"Freakin cookie. I want a cookie. Cookies are soooo good."

For over 45 minutes, I stared at that taunting little baked, plastic wrapped cookie, dreaming of what it would taste like in my mouth. The moist, sweet dough filling my longing belly. I knew that I would not be able to concentrate on anything else that day until I had a taste. After an hour, I could no longer take it. I grabbed that mocking little wrapper and opened my cookie...And do you know what? It was disgusting. Biggest let down of my life.