July 27, 2012

Ode to Bloo

A moment from the donut shop this morning that I want to remember.

I was ordering my usual Friday dozen when a kid walked in behind me. Late teens, sharp blue dress shirt, clean shoes. Kid asks the cashier for one donut hole.

“Just one? We don’t sell donut holes just one at a time.”

Kid looks at him and says, “Well I just want one donut hole.”

That’s the kind of shit Bloo would pull, I thought.

When donut guy puts one donut hole on the counter, Kid says, “Na, I want one more.” Kid puts down a dollar, takes his two donut holes and walks out. I wanted to shake his hand.

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