Denouement

I found out what my third 'good' free thing was.

Driving home Tuesday morning from having redeemed a Christmas aesthetic appointment, courtesy of my wife, I stopped off again at Timmy Ho's for a coffee and an iced cap.

And a single double chocolate doughnut for the rest of my ride home that I would be sure to eat before my wife saw it.

I topped off my order with a 'pretty please'.  The cashier, struck by my courtesy, said that I deserved a second doughnut just for that.  I thought she was kidding.  She wasn't.  So I got a free doughnut for being nice.

Sort of ironic then that I was sure to eat them both in the truck before getting home to my wife and progeny.

You see, I'm not nearly so nice about sharing chocolate doughnuts as I am about ordering them.

Comments

[Mark]

Ah, yes, being nice can get you free stuff. I wrote a letter about a restaurant experience we had -- just things like how great the atmosphere was, the server's efficiency, etc., and I got a $20 (US) gift certificate. Had no intention of getting anything for myself. I used to be a waiter, and knew how great it felt when someone recognized great service with something besides a nice tip (which didn't happen to me often, because I was terrible).

[Kristen]

I have yet to find anything written down that you must share chocolate with those you love.

Case in point: My sister had a Russell Stover's Coconut Creme Egg (that I bought for her while I was getting milk at the store) at my house on Tuesday that she FORGOT to take home with her. (She's pregnant...how did she forget the chocolate I ask you?) I was looking for something sweet last night and Jason (the loving man that he is) pulled it from the fridge for me to eat. The first thing he did when I opened it was say, "I love you." That is code in this house for, "I want something (chocolate, dishes done, back rub, foot rub, etc.)." My response was: "I love you too, but if you think for one second that you are getting a bite of this, you are out of your mind."

Chocolate is my drug of choice!

[TerriTorial]

It's the chocolate covered doughnuts with the bavarian cream in the middle that will make me smack my own Grandmothers hand if she tried to take it from me.