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Memory #6
When I was in my early twenties, my husband waited in the car for me while I ran into Hadley's Fruit Orchard to buy a Fathers' Day present for my grandpa. I looked around quick, found a nice dried fruit combo pack to buy, and then scanned the ailes looking for some good samples to taste. Usually they had lots to choose from, but that day I couldn't seem to find any. Ah ha! I spotted a little brown bag taped to a table and I reached inside for my free sample and popped it in my mouth only to quickly realize it was a pit from a date that someone else had already sampled and spit into the bag! I hurriedly wiped it out of my mouth, replaced it in the little bag, and looked around to see if anyone had seen me. I have always wondered two things: Why was I not too grossed out to care if anyone had been watching? and Why did I tell my husband I had done it?