I'm like standing in a store lined ceiling to floor with little plexi-glass cubicles full of Jelly-Bellys, and I'm trying to decide which kinds I want.

But when you're colorblind you can't see which tastes they are. and when you're illiterate you can't even read the little labels that the management so thoughtfully and carefully affixed to every bin.

And I just don't want to end up leaving the store with a bag entirely full of those nasty caramel/butter/popcorn ones, but I secretly kind of suspect that the management really didn't know what they were doing either when they had to sort all the beans into their respective bins.

I should have just gone to see Two Towers again.