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Monday, August 29, 2005
Juicy Juked
Last week after grocery shopping, I loaded a bottle of juice in the bottom shelf of my refrigerator door. Of the three types of juice I bought (grape, cranberry, and grapefruit), I made the conscious choice to put the "grape" juice in the fridge to be consumed first. As it turns out, it wasn't grape juice that I had stowed away, but rather, cranberry juice instead. No big deal.. except that I'm being dumbly tricked by it. This afternoon, to complement my bowl-o-pasta, I decided to have a cup of grape juice. I didn't even realize I was pouring cranberry juice until I saw the color of the juice in my cup and thought, "how strange." The fact that this has happened more than one time over the past week is disconcerting. Clearly, I must have something wrong in the head. While I *know* it's not grape juice, I still think that it is and act accordingly (probably because that's what I expect to be there). It just goes to show you the power of ingrained expectations.
Don't be duped.. that's cranberry juice in the door there
5:24 PM Albert
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