It’s no secret that I love Listerine. I am slightly obsessed with having a clean, fresh mouth. This freshness OCD started as a child by stealing my Dad’s Bubble Yum’s Peppermint Gum from his secret hiding spots in his car, and, over the years, developed into what it is today: I keep Altoids in every pursue I own and bottles of Listerine in my car, office, kitchen, and bathrooms.
In good character, I packed a giant bottle of Listerine in my lunch bag this morning to replace the empty bottle that was in my office. Rushing out of the house, I didn’t check to see if I had properly closed the bottle top. Once I arrived at work this morning, I found myself with a Listerine covered lunch. My ezekiel bread / organic almond butter sandwich turned into a Listerine Sandwich and my bag of almonds were soggy with a minty smell.
We all have Listerine Sandwich days, you know, days when the slightest oversights in preparation on own part can cause our morning to domino downhill. We have two choices when things go awry in this manner: allow it to ruin our morning, or laugh at ourselves and be excited that we have a reason to treat ourselves to a lunch out for the day. Today, I am choosing to laugh. Moreover, I now have an excuse to splurge on lunch at my favorite local Vietnamese restaurant. Tomorrow though, I will slow down my morning and stop rushing my life, for, as much as I do love Listerine, I’m not interested in any more Listerine Sandwiches.
