I think the commercials are getting to me. I’m becoming conscious of “coffee breath”. I don’t if I have it or not, but to make sure
I’ve started either having mints or chewing gum to eliminate it. I bought a number of different kinds the
other day so I’d have a choice and one of the brands I got was Juicy
Fruit. I very seldom chew gum – except lately
when I’ve become paranoid about “coffee breath” – must be an aging thing.
Anyway, I’d no sooner started chewing my first stick
when I was transported back to a much (much) younger me. Every Sunday afternoon, my best friend and I
would go ice skating at a local arena. I
never really much cared for it to be honest, but a boy I had a crush on would
be there every Sunday too and every week
I waited for him to ask me to skate.
Alas, I waited every week in vain.
But my bestie and I always filled our pockets with Juicy Fruit gum they
sold at the arena and we would skate and chew and chew and skate to the tunes of Glad All Over by The Dave Clark 5, Get Off Of My Cloud by The Rolling Stones, So Happy Together by The Turtles, and of course many a tune by Paul Revere and the Raiders and I’d hope a
boy would ask me to skate with him.
I just finished my morning wake up coffee and I
picked Juicy Fruit today.
Don’t you love it when I’m bored at work?
‘til later
