Thursday, January 18, 2007

Gather round, you friends of mine. We're Wilderness Girls and it's cookie time!

I hate the Girl Scouts. Why you ask? Because they send their little children out to sell overpriced, bad tasting cookies and get these girls' parents to peddle the things at the office. We have two "cute" pictures and notes in our lunchroom from girls asking us to please buy their cookies. Since I didn't know either of the parents I just ignored them. Now today, I came in and saw someone in my department is selling them for her granddaughter. No, no, no. Absolutely not.

Truthfully, it's not just the Girl Scouts offers that show up at my office (although they're the most pervasive). I'm sick of it. Kids can't go door to door these days, but foisting the fundraising off on the parents who then shove them down my throat at the office is sickening. We must stop the madness.

Incidentally, Chica Barnfell, Wilderness Girl Extraordinaire, has a page on MySpace. And Troop Beverly Hills is still an enjoyable watch if only to marvel at Shelley Long's red hair and "khaki wishes and cookie dreams."