‘Expectations vs reality’

So many cherries to pick, so little time. Maybe he was just being lazy. Maybe he had no standards. Who’d knew?

In any case he needed a ladder or at least a leg up. Someone’s leg, going all the way up… To get there he needed to stretch his arm, just a little further, just a little closer.

All he wanted was a little taste, he would not have to eat them all right away.

Right? He could almost touch them. Ripe for the plucking.

‘Those are poisonous, you idiot’.

He knew he should have never brought his nerdy friends along. They would cherry-block him forever with their criticism and snarky comments. They would make him look bad. This was going to be a fruitless attempt. Juice it would be tonight. Cherry juice.