Name: Anonymous 2007-02-24 22:33 ID:2dK4AguZ
So I'm home from college this weekend, and my dad brings home these cookies he bought from a girl scout. They're those peanut butter cookies that I'm pretty sure are made specifically for girl scouts everywhere. She also gave him a little card with her name written on it; I can tell from looking at it that she can't be in any more than the first grade. It's adorable, how her signature (in print) starts to rise a little bit to the right, and the letters are uneven from not being used to using a pencil just yet, but I could still make out the shapes naming her "Katie". It was simply adorable.
So anyway, I'm eating these cookies and looking at this card, and I'm overcome. I couldn't take it anymore. I got in the car and drove as fast as I could to the mall. I look around quickly for a few minutes, and then I spot her in her cute little uniform and pigtails standing near the one exit. I stick my hand into my pocket in anticipation, and approach. And then BAM, I buy four boxes. Ohho it's so sweet, I have them all to myself. She smiled wide and took the money, very professional-like. I thought to myself that I'd like to raise a girl like that some day, thanked her, and drove back home for the feast.
So anyway, I'm eating these cookies and looking at this card, and I'm overcome. I couldn't take it anymore. I got in the car and drove as fast as I could to the mall. I look around quickly for a few minutes, and then I spot her in her cute little uniform and pigtails standing near the one exit. I stick my hand into my pocket in anticipation, and approach. And then BAM, I buy four boxes. Ohho it's so sweet, I have them all to myself. She smiled wide and took the money, very professional-like. I thought to myself that I'd like to raise a girl like that some day, thanked her, and drove back home for the feast.