Half way before your shift is over, nearly die from a nutella craving. Think of nothing else until you clock out. Rush to the store, ask the first employee you see "Do you sell nutella in this place?" and calmly find your way over to the nutella. Go to check out.
And be sooo tempted to open it.
But you wont. Because you havent paid for it yet.
Okay, you can open it, but just to smell it.
Okay, you can taste it, but just a little bit.
Kind of wonder what kind of animal you must look like eating nutella by the fingerful waiting in line to check out. Consider blaming it on a pregnancy craving.
dress up like some kind of fool with your friend.
go somewhere public and prance around looking at engagemet rings.
you know. because you can.
ask a lady in a cupcake shop if you can take pictures on her bridal consultation couch.
i feel like i haven't been the most mature person lately.
but you know...i'm to immature to care.