I was walking the aisles of the 99 Cent Store when I saw a 64 pack of crayons complete with a sharpener in the back of the box. I thought about the kids' pathetic crayons in the crayon container and decided to snatch them up. SCORE!
A few weeks later, Rowan's schoolwork, which she chose not to do at school, but that's a story for another posting, required the use of crayons to help color the jellybeans, then count them. The top didn't open from the side, but from the top. I thought it was odd, but I figured there's a reason why the crayons were at the 99 Cent Store. Rowan colored one jellybean brown; two jellybeans green; etc., etc.
"Mommy, there's no pink in there," the three-year-old informed me.
No, she was wrong. There had to be pink. It's a standard color in a large box of crayons. She handed me the box, I look through it and nothing. There was no pink. No, this couldn't be. I emptied all the crayons out of the box and onto the table. Pink was no where to be found, but there were three shades of peach and four shades of brown. UGH! How can there be no pink? "You're right Rowan, there's no pink. Let's see if there's a pink crayon in your old crayons." You know the ones I threw in the trash because who needed broken crayons when we had a brand new shiny box of 64.
I found a pink crayon and she colored away. Everything was fine, until it was time to color nine jellybeans black. Rowan couldn't find the black crayon. "Mommy, there's no black."
No black? NO BLACK?!?! Okay, the pink got a pass because it's pink, but black? Black is one of the standard basic colors in any crayon set. How can they not have black? I searched through multiple colors of green and yellow, but the black remained elusive. Really? Really, no black? Really seemed to be the answer. So I went through the old crayons and handed Rowan her an old, broken, black crayon.
The joy I felt in finding the deal of 64 crayons at the 99 Cent Store was gone. How could the 99 Cent Store do this to me? How? Yes, I know they sell things that don't sell or are close to expiring or excessively bought items from another store. But to have bought a reject box of crayon, which now that I think about it, also didn't even have the simple color of white, well, that hurt. It simply hurt.
Rowan was able to finish her assignment by using the old and the new crayons without complaint. Maybe she liked having the various shades of peach as oppose to the simple basic crayons every set should have.
So if I go into the spin zone, I don't think of how the 99 Cent store did me wrong; but I think hey, Rowan really knows her colors; and she was able to look through all the crayons and discover the colors she needed weren't there. You go Rowan! Also, we got through the schoolwork without me wanting to bang my head against a wall in frustration. Gotta love the spin zone.
Now next time I'm in Target and I remember, I will buy a 64 box of Crayola Crayons. I've learned my lesson never again shall I buy crayons that aren't Crayola. And I'm opening the box before I purchase them to make sure the colors of crayon every human being needs are actually in the box.
99 Cent Store, how could you do me so wrong?
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