A few days ago, after a particularly busy morning full of breaking news, I decided to take myself out to lunch and reward myself for eating lots of homemade lunches lately and eating healthier. The splurge would have to be worth it. I decided since I was living my dream working in a television newsroom, I should honor my schooling by eating the meal that got me through many stressful days and nights practically living at UNLV:
The Garlic and Cheese Pizza Bagel at Einsteins across the street from the university.This bagel represents the break my friends and I desperately needed on a regular basis from video editing and filming, especially when we got sick of Panda Express or Taco Bell. It comes with a small salad, so I never felt too guilty eating it. I have many fond memories of eating this bagel with my fellow journalism cohorts and drinking soda out of our Einsteins coffee mugs.
With this in mind, I entered the familiar shop and walked up to the counter to place my order. The girl looked at me quizzically and asked me to repeat. I scanned the menu above the counter, and with a gasp, realized my favorite dish was no longer on the menu.
This had to be a mistake. "I'm probably just blind, but I don't see your garlic and cheese pizza bagel," I said, trying not to panic. The girl glared at me and said, "That's because we don't offer that."
"But I graduated just a month ago and you had it then. I used to eat that bagel on a regular basis. How do you not have that? It's seriously the best thing you offer," I ask, trying to keep my cool, but feeling frantic because I have to be back at work and this trip and my cravings are about to fail.
Fortunately, one of the workers I recognized from last semester came to my rescue. "We discontinued that, but we still have all the stuff to make it. Let me get that for you." What a guy! He needs a raise or a promotion or something.
This experience made me think about a few other pleasures in life in the process of being discontinued. It's a part of moving on, I suppose, but whether it's a television show, cute boyfriend, or favorite hair product, it can be a nasty shock to realize something that used to be awesome is no longer available.
So with that, here's an ode to the good things about to come to an end:
My Sketchers without laces:
Back when I was still trying to figure out what to do with my life, I worked a few years as a veterinary assistant. I needed good shoes I could stand on all day, and shoes without laces so cute puppy dogs wouldn't tear them up. I found these:
Apparently they're one of the top nursing sneakers as well. I went through several pairs of them in the three years I worked at the animal hospital.It's been a year since I stopped working at the hospital, and my sneakers are about to retire. There's a big hole in the toe and they look far from gleaming like the above shoe. Seeing as I now wear heels and flats to work, and I have plenty of running and hiking shoes, I really have no need to go out and get another pair of these, especially because they're kind of pricey. I can't bring myself to throw away my ratty pair I have now... but the day will come soon.
The Seriously So Blessed Blog.
Whoever came up with this is PURE GENIUS. This blog is a satirical look at Mormon culture and totally picks up on all the things that drive me absolutely crazy about some of the people I go to church with. It's a fake "Mommy Blog", and I've spent the past few years hysterically laughing every few days at a new post. Sadly, the writer has moved on and apparently won't post anything anymore. I was seriously, so sad to discover this.
If you've never checked out this blog, she still has it up. Be prepared for its awesomeness:
http://www.seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com
My Laptop
My HP Laptop was my first major credit card purchase. I've had it several years, written hundreds of papers, articles, blogs, and letters on it. It has brought the world to me and allowed me to communicate with long lost friends and relatives.
But alas, as all good electronics do, my dear laptop is on the verge of death. It freezes every fifteen minutes and sporadically deletes documents. My turtle runs faster than this machine, and it constantly groans in pain and agony.I think as soon as my tax return gets in, this poor laptop will become a source of spare computer parts for my husband's delight. I really want a new laptop... but this one will be missed.
What products/food/TV shows/etc do you miss?
