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Saturday, November 08, 2003

how quiant

yesterday in cognitive development, my mind drifted off to many many years ago. I remember my parents were going to a neighborhood party next door, and they were trying out a new babysitter for my brother and me.

As it turned out, my new sitter had a hypoglycemic attack while watching us, and she scrambled around frantically looking for sugar in our house. I recall thinking that while it was rather disturbing that the person in charge of my brother and me was crying hysterically, this would be a great chance to go borrow a cup of sugar from the neighbors. It would be so quaint.

So I grabbed a pyrex measuring cup and headed over to the neighbors (where my parents were enjoying their party). My parents freaked about the situation and needless to say, we never had that sitter again.

the end.


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