Rich and I were at the grocery store yesterday to get a few things and something that happened made me think that we really aren't that different from your average farm animal. There was a display of fresh, local corn that the produce workers were refilling and there were swarms of people snapping it up faster than they could put it in, and I swear in the distance I could here mooing just like cows when they are at the trough. It was a little humiliating to see humans act that way. I'm not sure if I missed the memo that this will be the last of the tender, sweet kernels of corn for the season, but you would have thought so. Rich, being the fearless provider that he is, got right in there and shoved a few people out of the way to secure our 5 ears of delicious corn.
I have also observed something about my personality that at some point, along with a laundry list of other things, want to have analyzed. In situations like that, even if it is something that I was determined to have, when there is a mad dash for something, like say corn, a cute dress, etc., I find that I want the opposite of that thing when I see people pushing, shoving, rushing to get it. It feels too humiliating to want something that bad. I'll get that looked into sometime soon.
