Girl Scout Cookies = Crack
Mar. 10th, 2007 07:47 amYes, the Girl Scouts got me - it's cookie time in San Francisco, and the girls are very crafty, being stationed in the Financial District, getting us while we're on lunch breaks, or before and/or after work. That, and it probably doesn't help that I *love* Samoas, Tagalongs and Thin Mints (but who doesn't love Thin Mints?).
Once upon a time, about 25 years ago, I was acookie shill Girl Scout. Only in the Girl Scouts long enough to be a Pixie, a Brownie and finish one year of being a Junior - mom pulled me out when I was about 10. I'd asked why I was taken out of the group, and my mom said it was because they supported the ERA (Equal Rights Amendment). When I asked her what was so bad about it, she just said that it meant that women could be drafted into the military, too - and left it at that.
But, I dye grass ... errrrm, digress. If I even told the girls that I was a Girl Scout (you know, back in the Jurassic Era. Yep, I sold cookies cave to cave and made Buddy Burners alongside Pteryodactls and T-Rexes) and how long ago it was, I would get looks of "woman, are you insane?" and the younger girls looking at me like "you actually sold the cookies door-to-door? You're as old as my mom!" So, it's much easier for me to keep my trap shut, buy a box or two of the cookies and wish the girls luck on their sales.
Once upon a time, about 25 years ago, I was a
But, I dye grass ... errrrm, digress. If I even told the girls that I was a Girl Scout (you know, back in the Jurassic Era. Yep, I sold cookies cave to cave and made Buddy Burners alongside Pteryodactls and T-Rexes) and how long ago it was, I would get looks of "woman, are you insane?" and the younger girls looking at me like "you actually sold the cookies door-to-door? You're as old as my mom!" So, it's much easier for me to keep my trap shut, buy a box or two of the cookies and wish the girls luck on their sales.