I was in the store looking for Count Chocula, which apparently you can only get in season because they go months without stocking it at the store, and I have to switch to Chocolate Lucky Charms. They both taste the same, but I prefer Count Chocula because vampires are cooler than leprechauns. I’m a grown man – I feel silly buying Lucy Charms. Then after I get used to the Leprechaun’s cereal, Count Chocula returns to the shelf!
I’ve thought about picketing the store until they agree to keep Count Chocula stocked year round, and if i ever find a way to picket something while remaining in the air conditioning I’ll do it .
I don’t like the taste of Frankenberry, but I respect the effort, so sometimes I’ll buy a box anyway. I think it’s great that a reanimated corpse could quit living the life of a monster, settle down and get into the breakfast food business. It sets a good example for the younger monsters. If Frankenstein can turn his life around and start making a positive contribution to society , they’ll see that they can too.
But that’s not what I wanted to tell you about.
While I was looking for the cereal a man I had never seen before came up to me and asked me if I knew the phone number of the Arby’s in town. I was kinda stunned by the question, so I just said “no”.
This was three days ago and since then I haven’t been able to stop thinking about why he would possibly think that I would have Arby’s phone number memorized. Why would you ever need to call a fast food restaurant? You don’t need a reservation at Arby’s. And it’s not like I’m so fat that people would think I might have every restaurant in town on speed dial.
Also – you can actually see Arby’s sign from the grocery store’s parking lot.





