Friday, September 28, 2007
How good are damaged goods?
I'm a dented can of cream corn.
I grew up poorer than mayonnaise. I once told my bff that wearing my winter parka inside my home (which ranked second to Alaska in the 1999 Cold Contest) was part of an innovative diet sworn effective by Katie Holmes herself.
I grew up in a family with more dysfunction than cloned beef. What do you say to a dad whose three-month crack-smoking "phase" sent your college tuition fund up in smoke? (Thankfully, he is no longer purchasing rocks with my future.)
I grew up pretending to belong in a different aisle. I was Susie, the girl with the backyard pool, two Labs (Coco and Muffin) and a dad who coaches JV soccer.
Some (like the author of "Stop the Cycle of Crazy Chicks") would say that misshaped tin is a sure way to get soiled underwear and a second viewing of your lunch.
I say, Why not save 10 percent off your grocery bill? Why buy the silver spoon (which requires polishing, might I add), when you can get the damaged can at a discount and slurp its creamy, delicious insides?
What's your view on damaged goods?
Posted by sarah at 9:16 AM