Monday, August 18, 2008

A sad day in history

Okay, so I survived my first day back at work. And yes, it wasn't nearly as bad as I made it out to be. And okay, I'll go back tomorrow.

But I did return home today to some of the saddest news I've ever heard. A part of me died today.

Debra. Debra Fields. She and I go way back. In fact, I knew who Mrs. Fields was before the rest of the world did. Oh, not personally... but I did discover her cookies before they went nationwide. And this was back when she only had ONE location. In San Francisco.

My friend Nancy and I actually flew to San Francisco just to buy Mrs. Fields Cookies. We really did. And we would load up our suitcases with the cookies and bring them back with us. Did we bring them back to share with our friends? Heck no. We hoarded them.

And when we couldn't get to San Francisco... Nancy discovered mail order. Long before the internet, we would order (at exorbitant prices, mind you) her cookies and have them delivered. And then we would try to keep them in our freezer.

Mrs. Fields filed for bankruptcy today.

And I immediately forgot my first day at work and began plotting how I was going to fill up my freezer again... before the banks began confiscating milk chocolate, no nuts, chocolate chip cookies made with only the finest ingredients.

Oh, woe is me.

No comments: