Where Have All The Brownies Gone?

I am in the small percentage of people who love Ferris. To be fair, my love for it was not a “love at first sight” kind of love. Ferris and I had a rocky relationship at first and I did not understand the appeal. But as I came to learn about the salad bars and how to take advantage of them, my love for Ferris blossomed. It became my go-to dining hall. We were inseparable. My friends knew that my vote on dining hall would always be Ferris. However, it was not only the salad stations that I loved. As I came to love Ferris, I realized that it has layers. One of these layers being the gluten free fridge that is home to the best GF pre-packaged brownies. Or that is, used to be…

It was a Sunday night and it was my first time dining at Ferris since being back for the semester. After scraping through my salad, my stomach said “I’m ready. It’s time.” With excitement, I ran down the stairs and directly to the gluten free fridge. Yanking the door open, I looked up, down, around, behind foods in search of my brownies. “Where are they?!” I asked myself in despair. After an intense search, I realized they weren’t there. 

Ferris failed me that Sunday. But I stayed strong and told myself it was okay because next time, the brownies would be there. They had to be!

A couple of weeks later and I was back. With the same excitement after finishing my meal, I ran to the fridge only to find that once again my brownies weren’t there! What did I do to deserve this cruel and unusual punishment?! Was Ferris mad at me?

This same emotional rollercoaster repeats every time I go to Ferris. At this point, I should just stop checking the fridge. But I can’t help myself. Each time I’m on my way out of the dining hall, I have this small sliver of hope in me that the brownies will be there. So I have to check. 

I always check and they’re never there.

So Ferris… if you’re reading this… this is my beg, my PLEA that you bring back the GF brownies. I’m sorry if I hurt you, I didn’t mean to. But open communication is the key to a strong, healthy relationship. Tell me what I did wrong so we can get past this and move forward in our relationship. Our story has not come to an end. Just restock the fridge.

GF Brownies via Author