Summer Sale at the mall
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Wandering away from the Baby Mosh Pit to reclaim some hearing I was led by my lovely daughter straight to one of those gimmicky photo booths.
Five dollars later (five dollars!) I was the proud owner of a Fold-It-Your-Damned-Self Foto Cube.
The instructions were simple: peel here, tear at perforation, fold here, stick together, voila! Foto Cube!
But the "peel here" instructions, so convenient and necessary, were, as it turned out, printed on the side of the paper that one would not, in fact, wish to peel off. Moreover, the paper was only perforated on the side that, ha ha, you would not wish to tear off.
So I am now the proud owner of a Fold-It-Your-Damned-Self Foto Cube. And three small rectangular stickers. Rather, Erin is the owner of the stickers.
I would be disgusted and disappointed and annoyed at my fortune in this matter, but for the 30 seconds of distilled joy Erin and I drank while making stupid faces for the camera. Five dollars.
Only five dollars?
Posted by Backpacking Dad at 2:11 PM