Buttered Bagels

This actually happened about two months ago, but since it's all I can think of and December is rapidly approaching an end, with no blog posts, I thought I had to write something (mostly because it would bother me to see the list of months in the archives for 2009 without a December). So here's my story.

It was a cold, quiet morning at Yale. I was in Commons, trying to put together my breakfast. I decided that I wanted a bagel with cream cheese as part of it, so I took a bagel, sliced it with the bagel-slicer, and proceeded to spread it with what was labeled as cream cheese.

It so happened that when I began to eat the bagel, I found that I had not spread it with cream cheese, but with margarine. So I scraped it off to the best of my ability, and went back, hoping to put on the actual cream cheese this time.

When I got back to my table and began to eat, I found to my dismay that it was again not cream cheese, but rather, butter.

Not energetic enough to go back again and try to find cream cheese, I scraped my bagel once more, and ate it plain, albeit having a slight flavoring from the margarine and butter.

Happy New Year, everyone.

-Philip