Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Reason 46 Why I Hate Texas

There was a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal in the break room today. I guess someone was offering it up to the rest of the office, but had a hard time even looking at the box.

Because ya know what I think of every time I see Cinnamon Toast Crunch?

We were living in Angleton and were very new to Texas and Texas bugs. Clueless, you could say even. My mom used to buy Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Fruit Loops and Cheerios. Those were the staple cereals. Maybe Raisin Brand every now and then if it was on sale.

Anyway, I loved the Cinnamon Toast Crunch. What kid wouldn’t?! Butt loads of sugar at 8 in the morning? FANTASTIC! My love of sugary cereals, however, was soon squashed.

I got up one morning, made a mad dash for the pantry and poured myself a big ol’ bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. And what else came out of the box?

Ants. Thousands and thousands and thousands of ants.
Sugar ants or fire ants – it don’t matter.


I pretty sure I screamed like a girl and put the fear of gawd into whichever parent was nearby. I remember my eyes being so wide they hurt. Why is the cereal squirming?!

Soon after that horrifying incident, mom discovered those plastic cereal bins, with the flip lid. We never, ever had boxes of cereal in our pantry again. Never. Everything was put into plastic bins. Even today, at Pisswilly Ranch. No cereal boxes. None.

We have cereal boxes in our house.
But I don’t eat cereal anymore so I’m safe.


TD said...

"Do you want to get ants? Because that's how you get ants!"

- Malory Archer

Anonymous said...

Haven't had an ant since I started using plastic cereal bins...