Coffee Table Declarations
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
I'm all about facing my fears lately. Today I was determined to conquer the atomic fireball because someone bought a whole jar for the office. I am not normally very intimidated by "hot" foods. I eat so much Mexican cuisine that I think I've developed an immunity. People will be eating the same thing going, "oh this is so hot" and I'm like, "it is?" So I was confident I could handle the atomic fire ball.
During the first few seconds it was really no big deal. I laughed to myself - piece of cake! But all of a sudden the hotness snuck up on me. My eyes were watering and I felt like my mouth was on fire. Still, I forged ahead with determination. After several more seconds of burning agony I finally had to spit it out. What the heck do they put in those things and why do people actually enjoy eating them?
However, I devised a plan. Maybe the next time I find myself in a somewhat anxiety provoking situation, I'll just pop an atomic fire ball into my mouth. The zen-like calm required to get through it should occupy my mind sufficiently enough to be unable to focus on anything else.
During the first few seconds it was really no big deal. I laughed to myself - piece of cake! But all of a sudden the hotness snuck up on me. My eyes were watering and I felt like my mouth was on fire. Still, I forged ahead with determination. After several more seconds of burning agony I finally had to spit it out. What the heck do they put in those things and why do people actually enjoy eating them?
However, I devised a plan. Maybe the next time I find myself in a somewhat anxiety provoking situation, I'll just pop an atomic fire ball into my mouth. The zen-like calm required to get through it should occupy my mind sufficiently enough to be unable to focus on anything else.
