Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Panic Attack Over a Bagel with Lox

I'm a creature of habitat. I always like things the same way, and when things are shifted out of the ordinary, I don't feel okay. Like this past Saturday, I met my wife and daughter at the community center where they go swimming. We always go to the same diner for pancakes afterwards. Well, on that day, my wife shocked me: "Why don't we just grab some bagels from Zucker's, and bring them back to the community center. It’s so much cheaper." It was, but doing something different made my heart skip a beat. But I sucked it up, took Brooke’s order: A cinnamon raisin with cream cheese, and for Rowan, eggs.”

Zucker’s was bagel madness. Crowded. Long Line. And about 10 guys yelling, taking orders. No eggs for Rowan. I was not going to hold up this crazy line. But I didn't know what to order for her so I looked up at the huge chalkboard. “Oh, man.” Too many choices. I started sweating. I didn’t know what I wanted either. Well, I did know—a bagel with lox, but I felt guilty paying 10 bucks. I couldn’t make a decision... READ MORE >

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