You know that awful, heart sinking moment when you have to make a big choice and don't have enough time to think things over and your mind is whirring and buzzing, weighing pros and cons and you're just standing there, wide-eyed and completely freaked out?
Like when the lady at the counter asks you if you'd like Sid with your Happy Meal or Diego? Sid is the obvious choice but Diego is just so ferocious and so much cooler. Your instinct tells you to go for Sid but your gut holds you back, wondering if you'd regret the decision later.
Then there's that extraordinarily annoying kid who slams his or her fist down on the counter and demands Manny. They just seem so sure of themselves that you can't help but through them a contemptuous glance.
Like when the lady at the counter asks you if you'd like Sid with your Happy Meal or Diego? Sid is the obvious choice but Diego is just so ferocious and so much cooler. Your instinct tells you to go for Sid but your gut holds you back, wondering if you'd regret the decision later.
Then there's that extraordinarily annoying kid who slams his or her fist down on the counter and demands Manny. They just seem so sure of themselves that you can't help but through them a contemptuous glance.
