“Come on Nicki, time for bed”, Nicki’s mother called out from the top of the stairs. Her reluctant daughter slowly dragged herself up the seemingly endless stairs. She didn’t want to go to bed, but she felt tired, so she resigned herself to the fact that Mom was to be obeyed. Mom was tired too. …
Holy Choice Overload Batman
Don’t get me wrong – I like Coke Freestyle machines. In this case, I don’t feel any sort of choice paralysis!