(*food = this was also before Eric Schlosser and the rest of the Fast Food Nation would tell us the ingredients and preparation of many a McD's menu item, effectively ruining chicken nuggets for the rest of humankind.)(Who am I kidding? Chicken nuggets are still awesome.)
I was thinking about Mr. Grant's coupons the other day as I was accosted by yet another person suffering from an irascible nature. These people seem to be everywhere. Walking by on the sidewalks, shopping in our stores, dining in our restaurants, texting while their kids play
They are easily recognized because they look like they are personally offended simply by your presence. They are hurried, short-tempered, and hindered by a litany of first world problems including being upset that "the Iced Capp machine is being cleaned and therefor unavailable to produce me Iced Capp". (This may have been a personal experience.) In short, they are suffering from a disease I like to call Splenetic Syndrome.*
(*this is simply because I'm too radio-friendly to call it the A-hole Syndrome, which I first wanted, and then every alternative I came up with was equally as curse-y and slang-ish. Then thesaurus.com wouldn't let me search for the swears. It kept asking me if I really meant "assail" which I didn't, so stop judging me thesaurus.com.)(Also, since I had to settle for crabby, "splenetic" is way more alliterate and has the same meaning.)(Vocabulary word for the day.)
Don't despair about these crabby/splenetic/irascible people, y'all. I have a plan.
Being election year, I have a taken a page from the politician's handbook and decided to
|It's like glass enclosed happiness.|
Well, seeing as the fine people from Just Baked have decided that the grasshopper cupcake is best provided via phone ahead order (who plans a cupcake run?) I had to settle for the next best thing:
|Because I am so committed to authentic blogging I took time to personally visit the fine establishment to capture digitally the glory of the Just Baked gift card |
I never knew such a gift card existed. There is now a whole list of gift giving possibilities that could be taken advantage of for an excuse to visit Just Baked. It's your birthday? Have a cupcake on me. Valentine's Day? Here's proof I love you. The second Tuesday of every month? Every day is a gift, people.
Thanks to Mr. Grant, here is my plan. I will keep several Just Baked gift cards in my wallet, each with the amount of the purchase price for one cupcake. (I think it's about $3.13 if you live in southeastern Michigan.)(Just a rough guess.)(It's not like I go there enough to have the price of one cupcake memorized.)(That would be
1. Apologize profusely that their day sucks so much
2. Present them with a cupcake gift card.
3. Stand back and watch the joy.
All of this is just a plan in theory at this point. I haven't actually presented anyone with a gift card yet, so step #3 might actually be 3. Stand back and get cussed out by crabby person who feels super judged to be the recipient of such a gift, but hey, sometimes you have to be willing to sacrifice for others.
In other cupcake news...
|Not to brag or anything (totally bragging here) but I made these. Turns out my best artistic medium is powdered sugar. Who knew? And they are vegan. Woot.|