Norman opened the refrigerator and took the gallon jug of orange juice out of the door. He had just bought it yesterday and was looking forward to the first refreshing glass. He picked out a tall glass and filled it just under halfway up, not wanting to hurt his diet. He sat down with the newspaper and started on the Sunday crossword. Five minutes later, after writing in his first word, he took a sip of the orange juice. "Oh," he thought. "Pulp."
Norman got up and checked the jug in the fridge. "Extra pulp" it said in bold on the label. Norman had bought the wrong type. He had never had orange juice with pulp before, except one time at a hotel buffet. He sat back down and had another sip. Norman decided he did not like pulp interrupting his familiar juice routine. He spent an extra two minutes brushing his teeth that morning.
Afterwards, he resolved to return the jug to the store and exchange it for a normal, pulp free bottle. "I will march right up to that counter and give them a piece of my mind," he thought. Norman had never been to the grocery store on a Sunday. He drove to the store and saw that it was closed until noon. Three weeks later Norman finally finished the gallon of pulpy, unpleasant juice.
Submitted January 09, 2016 at 11:27PM by Thecrazyfro http://ift.tt/1Rfi6ue lifeofnorman
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