How We Know We’re Adults

Walking to work today, Liz and I had a moment where we realized our adulthood: finding candy in the street, and resisting the urge to pick it up and eat it.

There was a part of me that rationalized things briefly: it’s still in the wrapper, it looks relatively new, I’m sure it’s fine. But ultimately we did the boring adult thing, and walked away.

In hindsight, I guess the adult thing would have been to pick this up and throw it away properly.

Oh well – the good news is it was gone by the time we got home. Some kid probably picked it up.

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