According to Steph
In the good old days, kids with paper routes used to be able to ride a bike and throw a paper so well it could land in your lap, and by the time you looked up, the kid was waving and winking. I just witnessed our local paper girl wiggling her way up the street on her bike, barely keeping it together as every time she reached for a paper, her bike started zigzagging and her throw was abysmal. It barely made it to the right lawn.
According to Lauren
I was once told lying means you're ashamed. Today this theory flicked me right in the face. I went and visited the Caribou drive thru. All I wanted was a cup of coffee, but what I left with was cup full of shame masked in caffeine. And a voice, that sounded like he might be named Trevor, boomed through the speakers “and Ma’am would you like to support the children with a donation.” It was like a shameful thunderclap from God to sit up and show a little respect. Each time I had fallen for this in the past, I was out 20 dollars, and usually humiliated into not even taking the coffee I was promised for my donation which left me wondering about what kind of kids will be enjoying my fine light roast.
My reply: “oooo, actually I did yesterday, but thank you for asking.” And with that lie, I put my aviators on, and slouched down. When he thanked me for being so generous in the past and handed me my coffee, I felt that proverbial flick. I said a few “Our Fathers” and even threw in the “Serenity Prayer” for good measure.
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