This morning, while Bic had his hand inside a bag of Oreos, I heard him mutter something along the lines of, “I hate you Oreos.” That prompted a discussion of Oreo buyer’s and eater’s remorse. Or, what I like to call “RemOreorse”.
I used to feel bad after buying Oreos. I liked trying the new flavors. I’d buy a bag, then only eat 3. I’d realize that instead of spending $4 on a bunch of cookies that taste like something else, I could have bought twice as much of that something else for the same price. Also, that something else isn’t as bad for my waistline. Then RemOreorse would set in. Now, as I walk past the cookie section, I find strength in my mantra, “It ain’t worth the money. It ain’t worth the money.”
Most people get RemOreorse because they can’t stop themselves at just a couple of cookies. As Bic explained, “You have to eat a whole sleeve.” I totally understand. I’ve been there…….. with a large glass of milk in one hand, a glass that has to be finished. A glass that hungers for more than just a few Oreos. It demands at least 6 to 8 before it’s finished. I’ve known people to get so upset that they blame cows then go on angry tipping sprees.
In summation, putting sour cream on Oreos does NOT taste like cheesecake. Bic knows what I’m referring to. I have spoken. This is the way.