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As The Cookie Crumbles, So Do My Excuses (standard:humor, 911 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Nov 12 2017Views/Reads: 1685/1210Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Several weeks ago, I was at home alone when the doorbell rang. I answered the door to find representatives from a local Girl Scout troop doing what they do so well; selling Girl Scout cookies.
 



Several weeks ago, I was at home alone when the doorbell rang. I
answered the door to find representatives from a local Girl Scout troop 
doing what they do so well; selling Girl Scout cookies. 

The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage was not home so danger was not
lurking behind the living room curtains. When Girl Scouts come selling 
cookies, I am cookie dough in their fund-raising hands. 

“Hello, mister,” they chimed, “We're selling cookies to raise money for
....” I immediately interrupted and exclaimed, “Yes, yes, I'll take all 
you have!” 

When the passion of the moment passed, I did not need a fortune cookie
to know I was going to be in big trouble with the wife, one tough 
cookie. Catching me with my hand in the cookie jar is serious business 
with her. 

After all, 27 boxes of Girl Scout cookies are rather difficult to
conceal, let alone explain. I was about to toss my cookies when an idea 
presented itself. What I needed was a good surefire excuse. 

Excuses, which are a way of life for many people, have been around as
long as mankind. In fact, it was the first man, Adam, who invented the 
pass-the-buck phenomenon for the benefit of all those who would follow 
him. 

It occurred in the Garden of Eden, if you remember your Bible stories,
just after Eve encountered the serpent, enticing her to eat of the 
forbidden fruit. Eve immediately baked an apple pie a la mode for Adam. 


When God confronted Adam with the situation, Adam immediately said, “The
woman whom thou gavest to be with me, she gave me of the tree, and I 
did eat.” This, then, was the beginning of excuse-making to get out of 
a difficult situation. 

Although a man may have invented excuse-making, it took a woman to
develop it into an art form. Men, you see, are too literal and 
unsophisticated to develop a series of plausible excuses. 

For example, a man will say, “Bob, my wife won't let me go fishing with
you next Sunday,” and it stops there. Nothing needs to be added, Bob 
knows exactly what the score is. After all, he has been there with his 
own wife. 

Women feel compelled to introduce the element of emotion into every
situation. Why is it that women are more gifted than men when it comes 
to making believable excuses? I certainly don't know the answer, and 
that's the only excuse I can think of at the moment. 

Getting back to those Girl Scout cookies, I knew I needed to come up
with some excuse or better yet, several excuses to explain why I bought 
27 boxes of cookies when I'm not supposed to eat cookies. 

Because I'm just a man, the only excuse I could come up with was “the
Devil made me do it.” 

Unfortunately, my wife did not accept that excuse and I immediately knew
I was in trouble. Exasperated, my wife decided to help me come up with 
a list of viable excuses to use the next time Girl Scouts with cookies 
knock on the parsonage door. 

Reasons I can't buy cookies: 

* My mother made me eat cookies when I was young. 

* I only eat cookies at Christmas and Easter. 

* I don't believe in eating packaged cookies. 

* I'm satisfied with watching people on TV eat cookies. 

* I'm too busy to eat cookies. Try another time. 

* I don't have any good clothing to wear while eating cookies. 


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