My sister in a spur of the moment decides she wants to get her boyfriend a gift for Valentine’s Day. So she drags my grandma and I to Kroger so she can buy him some crappy chocolate and some cookie mix to bake him some cookies. Of course while we’re in there, my grandma can’t resist things on sale and we end up getting a dozen cupcakes. We’re in line, my grandma is paying for it and my sister is grabbing the bags when the bag boy says “You don’t have to worry about your cupcakes, sir, I’m going to handle them with the upmost care.”

Now I don’t know if I look like the kinda guy who is worried about the welfare of my cupcakes. But I just wanted to thank him for the reassurance in such a dark time for me.

PS: They were delicious.