I went through every bunch and grabbed the five yellowest bananas I could find. "That'll be 87 cents!" For a second, it felt like it was a long time ago when you might walk out of a grocery store spending less than a buck on anything, but hey, the sandman was still in my eyes, so I was easy.
"Broke the bank on that sale, eh?" I muttered, trying to be cutesy and likely coming of dorky. I took my bag of bananas, and yes, for a second I fantasized about Gwen Stefani [how many of you will get that reference?]
Back at the office, I get my things in order, crank up the Keurig, grab a package of peanut butter crackers then pull the bunch of b-a-n-a-n-a-s out of the bag and carefully inspect each for the ripest. Turns out that while they are yellow, I deemed none of them ready for eating on this day, which made me the slightest bit sad but I knew I had to forge on.
I had a brown paper grocery bag that I had used during another banana ripening event, so in the interest of ecological preservation, re-purposing and my penchant for a good ripe banana with my peanut butter crackers in the morning, I sacked the bananas and tucked them away hoping tomorrow, I will have one ripe enough to enjoy.
On to the work thing...