On my way home from an evening meeting, I texted Amy that I was stopping to buy some granola. A light dinner made a snack desirable.
Wandering the aisles, it took me a few minutes to locate the cereal. I picked up the most appealing looking granola. The label revealed ingredients of twigs, sawdust, and a high calorie count. For comparison purposes I grabbed a box of my childhood favorite. It had 50 less calories.
At home, the logic of my decision seemed lost.
“Don’t you know these are empty calories!”
I enjoyed my giant box of Cap’n Crunch anyway.