this is my husband, michael.
he has a serious love of fried dough. but not just any fried dough. it must be fried by krispy kreme. now, combine this with these important facts….
fact 1 : when krispy kreme’s doughnuts are rolling out, hot and fresh, they do not keep it a secret. instead they illuminate the “hot now” neon of their sign like a calling for batman. except this signal speaks to michael, the doughnut lover, not batman, the crime fighter.
fact 2 : we live very, very close to krispy kreme. too close really. i just google maped it and it clocks in at just 0.5 miles from our front door. bad news.
fact 3 : michael has NO impulse control. it doesn’t matter what we are doing/where we are going/how late we are running. when that “hot now” sign is lit michael will veer his car right into the drive-thru (yes, our krispy kreme having a drive-thru just makes matters so much worse) and leave with a few hot doughnuts. …even if we are on our way to dinner!
fact 4 : no really… michael really, really has no impulse control.
last week, as we veered into the KK drive-thru, i was trying to clear room in the cup holders to make room for drinks and when i went to put whatever it was i was trying to move into the glove compartment, i found this little box:
i asked: what is this?
michael: oh yeah, isn’t that cool? it’s for dry mouth.
me: since when do you have dry mouth??
michael: well, i don’t. but i saw it in the checkout line at the drugstore and thought it looked cool.
