I went to Tesco, famous for its tempting BOGOF deals, looking for bread rolls. The rolls I wanted were on Buy one get one free. And so I picked up two packs.
On getting to the counter, I realised the chances of me eating 12 bread rolls in the next two days are extremely slim, so after much dispute with self I only bought one, leaving the otherwise free pack at the supermarket.
What a struggle and how strong the pull of something free. We're slaves to this kind of thing in many ways, and that was my first blow for freedom. I do not need more of everything all the time and yet it is so seductive. Hopefully someone will buy the rolls and find a use for them.
I just hope that a bunch of young ladies in skimpy summer clothes don't come knocking on the door looking for a bread roll party and, finding a shortage of rolls here, go moseying along to the next flat. Otherwise I think I did the right thing.
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