Do I Dare Eat a Cookie?
T. S. Eliot once asked, "Do I dare eat a peach?"
But here is my question: Do I dare eat a cookie?
At the library, we have been discussing whether you would eat a cookie that a stranger offers you. This question arose when recently a co-worker was offered a cookie from a patron, and he refused it. Most of my co-workers say they would do the same. However, when I was asked this question, I unhesitatingly said I would eat the cookie.
Coincidentally, just a few hours later, a patron offered a cookie to one of the librarians. She said no. He then offered it to one of my co-workers. She took it, but absolutely would not eat it. I told her I would eat it. She gave it to me, and I popped it in my mouth. It seems the patron had been carrying it around all day, wrapped in foil. He said his wife made it.
I have asked others whether they would eat a cookie offered from a stranger, and most say they would not. I am surprised at this response. How can you turn down a free cookie? Why are people so fearful of cookies?
I understand the concern of not knowing what was done to the cookie or who the person is who offers it. I do not have these worries, though. I am not burdened by this paranoia. Maybe I am too trusting. But I think maybe our culture is not trusting of others enough. What does it say about our culture that we are so fearful of others to the point of not even eating a cookie?
But here is my question: Do I dare eat a cookie?
At the library, we have been discussing whether you would eat a cookie that a stranger offers you. This question arose when recently a co-worker was offered a cookie from a patron, and he refused it. Most of my co-workers say they would do the same. However, when I was asked this question, I unhesitatingly said I would eat the cookie.
Coincidentally, just a few hours later, a patron offered a cookie to one of the librarians. She said no. He then offered it to one of my co-workers. She took it, but absolutely would not eat it. I told her I would eat it. She gave it to me, and I popped it in my mouth. It seems the patron had been carrying it around all day, wrapped in foil. He said his wife made it.
I have asked others whether they would eat a cookie offered from a stranger, and most say they would not. I am surprised at this response. How can you turn down a free cookie? Why are people so fearful of cookies?
I understand the concern of not knowing what was done to the cookie or who the person is who offers it. I do not have these worries, though. I am not burdened by this paranoia. Maybe I am too trusting. But I think maybe our culture is not trusting of others enough. What does it say about our culture that we are so fearful of others to the point of not even eating a cookie?
posted by Anonymous at 9:17 AM
3 Comments:
For heaven's sake, eat the cookie.
Thank you. I am glad you are on my side.
I am so glad that Moyna was there to check your Halloween candy or you might be dead. Did you eat food that students offered you? Freddy! I am so dismayed, but glad you were able to metabolize the poison.
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