So let’s say you have loads of candy sitting in your purse. Don’t go on and on about it. You never know if persons within earshot and in the vicinity attend support groups for candy lovers. Or whether a particular person has sworn off chocolate for the rest of their natural life. Or whether someone in the area is on a massive diet, and, upon hearing your candy-loving monologue, goes on some kind of eating spree throughout the tri-state area.
Yes, I have a specific reason for the diatribe above.
Yes, the diatribe is racked with symbolism.
Yes, it just happened, and I am severely annoyed.
Yes, still quite annoyed.
Yes, I will commence with getting over it.