four-minute friday: empty bottle

Go. I did something I've always wanted to do. I consumed something in the grocery store before I paid for it.

I've always had a strange mix of feelings when seeing someone eat a candy bar or drink a Coke before checking out. My self-righteousness flares up with thoughts like How dare she? and Who does he think he is? Yet, if I'm honest, deep down I'm green with envy. I wish I had the guts to do that.

I was perusing the aisles, pushing my cart. I was thirsty, so I grabbed a bottle of sparking water and figured I'd drink it when I was done shopping. And then I just decided, in that instant, to drink it right then and there.

As I unscrewed the cap, the infamous first-fizz noise of carbonated beverages made me chuckle. With dodgey eyes, trying to see if anyone was watching, I took a quick sip. I laughed to myself as I resumed shopping.

When I got to the checkout, I handed the woman my empty bottle for her to ring up. There. I did it. It was a rather liberating experience.