Hit The Bottle

This time we were hunting for the bottle.

In one of our forays to the supermarket (asking for food and coffee from our colleagues has taken its toll), we spotted a single cold bottle of frappuccino in one of the shelves reserved for chips. We couldn't believe our eyes and as we slowly reached out to touch the bottle, some kind of fear crept up. Maybe it was just a hallucination! A product of an almost month-long deprivation of my coffee shop shot. But lo and behold, it was real. And it was cold. Which led us to believe that somewhere in that building is a whole set of frappuccinos waiting to be discovered.

Off we went to the refrigerators, peeling our eyes for that distinct label. Ten minutes later, and three trips to the refrigerators, we still couldn't find the coveted one.

Hmmm . . . this is where I tell you that deep inside I wanted to get that bottle from the chips shelf. But what about my dear friend? I can't just take it and leave her high and dry. So the expedition went on.

I had to purchase some stuff for my school activity the next day so we went hunting for the real reason we came to the supermarket. Sugar - check! Carrots - check! Pineapples - check! Frappuccino - check!

Yup, in our search for the important stuff, we came across the one we wanted. There were one and a half cases of the bottle right there across the canned pineapples. Why it's there? We really don't know and we didn't care. As long as we both got one.

Sometimes, life takes you on a spin. Find the more important things first and you'll soon find what you have wanted all along. And it will just be there, waiting for you to snatch it up.

In the case of the frappuccino, we did! Cheers!