Bullied Into Thin Mints

You know, my mom made me walk my happy ass around our neighborhood in my lame Brownie sash with almost no badges because I was the laziest Brownie ever, peddling my sweet crunchy wares to our old crusty neighbors. I had to sit patiently on Ms. Rosenberger's couch while she got her purse. I had to make conversation with the Heltzel couple while they perused the selections. All the while knowing that I wouldn't sell more than about 20 boxes...definitely not enough to score me a sweet prize like a Walkman or a bike. My coworker said "his daughter" sold nearly 300 boxes last year. I bet she got a sweet prize.

When exactly did it become acceptable for parents to do their daughters' dirty work when it comes to Girl Scout cookies? Some of these people are like crack dealers. One of my coworkers keeps an electronic inventory of what everyone purchases from his kid. If you don't cough up the same cash as last year, don't even think about trying to get your email to get sent out on time. Unfortunately, my inner fat kid bought a bunch of Thin Mints last year...and needed an update about fees sent this year.

Did you know these things are $4 a box now??