I called a girlfriend of mine today and we got talking about crap we used to do when we were kids. She asked me if I remembered her dad and the "pig candy"
"Oh my God, of course I do" was my reply, laughing outloud.
Her father raised a few pigs and one day he came home with a truckload of candy he had bought from an auction. He told us it was for the pigs. "Came from those weird fallout shelters", was his answer when we asked where it came from.
We were in absolute heaven. We would feed the pigs and fill our pockets, bags and anything else we could. Just imagine an endless supply of hard candy. It was like Willy Wonka only out in the pig barn.
My girlfriend and I would fill up baggies of the candy and bring it so school and sell it for 50 cents a bag. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was in 6th grade. We got busted and got sent to the principal's office.
"Where are you getting this candy?" was the stupid question the principal asked us.
I looked at Lori.
"From the pig barn". I said. Trying not to laugh my but off while saying it. I knew the principal pretty well, had alot of conversations with her over the years.
"I have not idea what you are talking about Anne, but you are not to sell candy in school any longer, am I clear?"
"I guess so".
My first attempts at retail were foiled.
Talk later,
Annie
ps i actually found a picture of the candy on the internet. I can prove this story, I swear I am not full of crap on this one.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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