As some of you may know, I've been living in a Girl Scout Cookie nightmare for a while now. I'm the troop leader and the cookie manager for my daughter's Brownie troop. And I can't be taught. Last year, after being cookie manager for the first time, I said I'd never do it again. Oddly enough, I'm saying the same thing this year. Clearly I have a hole in the head. So, while I'm still not to the point where I'm finding it funny, I'll share my pain with you. You know, so you can point and laugh. Stupid cookies.
First, a few comics.
One would think that having more than 100 cases of cookies in their living room would be a fun thing, but no. It's not fun at all. And repeatedly loading and unloading cookies into your minivan to go to booth sales? Also not fun. You know what else is really unpleasant? Running out of people's favorite cookie flavors and having to face their wrath when they don't get what they want. (Go ahead and click on the link. I can't get the video to embed for some reason. I blame the cookies.)
And did you know that Girl Scout troops can't return the cookies they've ordered if they order too many boxes? Yeah, the troop has to buy them. At one point, we had about 250 boxes too many. We've gotten it down to somewhere around 70 boxes now. So if you get a knock on your door, know that it will be me. I'm digging out my old Girl Scout uniform and going door to door. And it ain't gonna be pretty.
Now feel free to join in and tell us why your Life is Funny. C'mon. You know it is. And besides, after living through cookie hell, I need to be able to point and laugh at someone, too.