Dear Blank,
The other day, while I ate a bagel, I thought of you. I remembered how you had told me once to always reflect on the hole in the center and contemplate on the fact that if that hole was filled in, I would be so much happier knowing that my dollar was well-spent and at the same time disappointed at the lack of spewing melting butter rushing through the non-existent hole. And so I did. And you know what? I realized that I would be neither happy nor disappointed because I probably wouldn’t even eat it in the first place--it’s true! But this thought followed me throughout the day and by the time I got off work, I was so overwhelmed with “ifs” and “buts” that I decided to go back to the bakery and demand a bagel with no hole. Needless to say, everyone that crowded the establishment that day stared at me as I said this. It might have been because of the bizarre nature of my request or the simple fact that I shouted this as I leaped through the door--either way I walked out of there without a hole-less bagel but the baker, as he wiped his buttery hands on his apron, did promise me that he’d have a special hole-less bagel for me the next morning. Today was the next morning. I went to the bakery anxiously, and you know what? It looked nothing like a bagel! When I got to the center I realized it was undercooked, a terrible excuse of a bagel. After googling “properties of a bagel” I found out that a good bagel needed a hole (My boss reprimanded me for this; I guess I should stop googling stuff at work), for the baking to be even! Anyway, I’d just like to end this letter by telling you that your ideas are asinine.
Yours Truly,
Sharon.
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| A bagel is an important part of a good breakfast |
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