like more than a friend.

I was in the kitchen at work this morning shaking a carton of soy milk before adding it to a bowl of cereal (Trader Joe’s Pomegranate and Blueberry Flakes and Clusters!), but before I knew what was happening the cap had popped off and suddenly I was shaking an open carton of soy milk and totally helpless as it exploded all over the cabinets, the counter, the sink, the floor, my face, and my hair...e..x..p..l..o..d..i..n..g….s..o..y….m..i..l..k….e..v..e..r..y..w..h..e..r..e...

1st thought:
Ewww. (I also said this aloud)

2nd thought:
Thank god no one saw that.

3rd thought:
If cereal is my boyfriend, I think it’s time for “the talk.”  You know, the one about how he should probably give me some sort of warning before he’s about to blow his load all over my law firm’s kitchen cabinets.

Thanks, babe.

  • mjr

    i got one that happened to me last year:

    SCENE: 6 AM on a Sunday. After an inconsistant night of sleep, MOLLY (22), our heroine, groggily awakens, trudges to the bathroom…but en route, she realizes: sugar would taste wonderful right now. She reaches in the fridge for Trader Joe’s trusty box of Chocolate Soy milk. Grabs it, holds it to her mouth, anticipating sweet embrace, sips, and then…

    MOLLY: AHHHH, WTF?!??!?!

    …it was a box of liquid chicken stock.

  • pfeff

    ahhhhh both scenarios are my worst nightmares. Once my aunt thought she was drinking juice but then found out it was chicken fat. What’s with mistaking yummy things for really really gross chicken products?