A Pretty Good Apple.

So I had every intention of writing about my OKC trip. (And I still will). But for now, I had to share a real short story.

I got back to work today, and it was great seeing some of my work-friends again. Pat and Mark took sheer delight in sharing a little story with me that they knew would get me going. While I was gone, Mark apparently had, "the best apple of his life." They both told me this story and just waited for me to react. I was going to hold it back, but I couldn't. The best apple of his life?! Really?! I was shocked at how easily he discarded every apple from his past. He's probably had hundreds of apples in his life. I don't think it's fair to casually toss around statements about the "best apple ever." It's not a reasonable statement, especially since, with time, the taste of any one apple fades. How careless.