Every day at work I have to "fix up" the cookie aisle. Every day I see the Pirouette cookies and every time I remember a really awful thing that was done to me.
I had lost a significant amount of weight on low carb and was doing very well. I had a very strict hands off policy regarding sugar and chocolate. Ron had a friend, Chuck, who would give us rides now and then. Ron felt beholden to him which is one reason I ALWAYS pay for rides up front. I don't like people loan sharking and then calling in their marker.
Anyway this day he showed up with a tin of these cookies. He knew I never ate that stuff, he gave it to me. I said "Thank you" and put it up, fully intending to toss it the minute he left the house. He must have figured that out because he demanded I open it and eat a few. I said no. He got very ugly about it and basically threatened to stop helping us, if I didn't. Ron's like PLEASE eat the cookies. So I ate a couple.
THEN he left the tin with me. Of course I ate the rest and it led to a decline and I gained all the weight back.
But every time I see those cookies I think What a crappy thing to do. I'm not sorry he is out of my life.
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