The Bagel

A bagel...you are asking yourself...what is so special about a bagel...perhaps I'm supposed to be looking at the plate it is sitting on. This isn't just any bagel....

...being on call 24/7 in my parent's home doesn't afford me the opportunity of venturing beyond the front door very often (especially during the winter) unless relief comes in the form of one of my two sisters. Well yesterday was such a day. The roads were clear (unusual this winter), the sun was shining and Barnes and Noble was beckoning. I relished the idea of rummaging through the decorating and crafting books hoping to find inspiration and great wisdom on blogging and becoming an entrepreneur (something that does not come natural for me). It is okay to dream though and I believe anything is possible.
   On my way to Barnes and Noble I saw a Panera Bread store and I pulled in to find the parking lot quite full. I finally found a spot to park and of course as I expected, the store was full of humanoids packed in like sardines. There were three lines of people that were ordering food and as I stood in my line I spotted the bagel bins behind the counter and at the very top was a bin with a dwindling supply of bagels labeled "Cinnamon Crisp." I was introduced to this scrumptious treat a year ago and haven't had the pleasure of sinking my teeth into too many of them since that time, not that I haven't tried mind you. It seems as though most previous attempts have failed because that particular bin is usually empty by the time I arrive.
   Well back to my story...as I stood in line I saw those bagels rapidly disappearing one by one and my hopefullness started to sink lower and lower. There was one cinnamon crisp bagel left and I realized I was next in line, my line, that is as there were still people waiting in the other two lines and the risk of losing out on that bagel was too great.
   Before the cashier had a chance to say anything I leapt forward pointing to that lonely bagel in the bin and yelled, "grab that bagel!" Time stood still as I was suspended in mid air in slow motion like an actress in a movie. As I landed in front of the checkout counter I was jolted back to reality. I was in Panera Bread with the cashier laughing knowingly at me as she slipped the bagel safely into a bag and placed it securely in my hand. I walked triumphantly out the door.