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They're willing... for the shilling...

"I used to sell cookies too, you know," I said to the Brownie who came a-shilling at my place of employment. She seemed singularly unimpressed. I gave the best eight years of my life to the Girl Scouts and for what? I can't even impress a first-grader!

I'll bet you didn't know that I was a Girl Scout for eight years. I'll bet you never would have guessed it from someone as rebellious and tough and... okay, I bet you would have.

I don't even know who this girl belongs to, but in exchange for buying one box of Peanut Butter Patties, she gave me a picture she drew of a dragon with smoke coming out of his nostrils after he set a bush on fire! This kicks ass. I wish I'd thought to throw in a little bonus on my sales... maybe if I'd had more success, I'd still be selling cookies to this day!

No, that would be even more pathetic than I already am.

srah - Monday, 20 December 2004 - 9:36 AM
Tags: childhood, girl scout cookies, girl scouts

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