Wetzel's Pretzels can be found in malls across the country, but what if Mr. Wetzel was of any other name? Would we still have a Wetzel's Pretzels shop pumping sweet dough smells throughout your shopping mall? Something tells me that a Smith's Pretzels wouldn't have quite the same success.
So, the real question here is whether or not Mr. Wetzel felt an obligation to become a pretzel maker. Did he have the same freedom to choose his career as you or I did? I'm guessing that I enjoyed more freedom of choice because my name doesn't rhyme with anything soft and delicious. To the contrary, Mr. Wetzel's name had to have played a major role in his career choice. He surely couldn't deny the calling--his destiny was determined long before he could choose. It's too cool to pass up and I am willing to believe that Mr. Wetzel is a pretty cool guy. He peddles pretzels for a living, I mean, come on! Dang it. Now I want a soft, chewy pretzel. Damn you, Wetzel!
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