One of the greatest explanations of adulthood was given to me in a supermarket. The guy I was shopping with stopped in the jams and jellies aisle and said “I guess you really know that you are a grown-up when you realize you can choose any kind of jelly to go on your peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I choose apple.”
I thought that was pretty deep. And kind of gross too. Ew. Who wants a peanut butter and apple jelly sandwich. Yuk.
I choose grape. Obviously we didn’t speak much after this. Really…apple jelly? That’s just wrong.