Life is funny. I stopped off at the grocery store yesterday because I thought Cliff Bars were on sale. It turns out I was completely wrong and only discovered that after scouring the store looking for them. While I resisted buying other (will call it replaced anger rather than displaced anger) treats, I was not particularly happy when I got home and rechecked the flyers to understand my mistake.
I have to admit that I have become addicted to these tings and eat a few every week. They are calorie laden, but delicious. When I am riding my bike I like to have a couple on hand because “bonking” (having a complete loss of energy while riding) is horrible. Having no energy while teaching is equally bad, and no amount of coffee and bitterness towards students and management can overcome that.
Oddly enough, one of my students was eating a Cliff Bar. She volunteered the information that they were on sale at the corner. I went to the store on the way home and happily discovered that the sale price was even cheaper than I had been expecting the night before. What that means is my stupidity (or lack of smarts when it comes to reading the fliers) actually saved me a couple of bucks.
I guess we can slap the tag of irony on that one. And no, I wouldn’t be laughing is it had happened the other way around.