Unless you have lived under a rock for the last 15 years, you all know the obvious answer to this little proverb made famous by Forrest Gump -- "Life is like a box of chocolates....you never know what youre gonna get"
However, Id like to propose an addendum to it. Here's my version --- Life is like a box of chocolates...you never know what you are gonna get unless you are smart enough to look at the picture inside the box that tells you exactly which ones are the caramels and which ones are the coconut filled globs of doom...I hate coconut, but thats not the point.
When I was a kid...I was sitting at my grandparents kitchen table about to embark on the kid-loved age old tradition of gorging myself nearly sick on Thanksgiving dinner. And, throughout my entire life, I loved beets. Loved them! My parents had a huge garden when I was little, and we grew just about every vegetable known to man...including beets. We had little money, so it was either eat what was fixed...or chew on your bed frame for sustainance. That didnt work well...so, you ate what was there.
Anyways, there I sat...with my eyes all glassy as I stared at the huge bowl of steaming beety goodness...Amongst all of the other delights that kids drool over at that time of year. As we sit there with our hands folded in prayer, Im drooling over the pile of sliced beets sitting on my plate...just waiting for the opportunity and feeling my arm tingle with anticipation as the green light of the word 'Amen' resinated through the room. GO!!! I grab my fork and shovel a huge thick slice of beet into my mouth and chomp down with glee....
And then it happened. SPITTOOOEEEE!!!! 
I shot that beet out of my mouth like it was fired out of a Howitzer! Dark red beet bits and slobbery beet juice go spraying across my grandma's white lace tablecloth like shotgun pellets and the majority of the foul substance lands in front of my dad sitting across the table from me. I stand up from my chair..."WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THOSE BEETS???" I exclaim as I wipe my mouth with my napkin...
"They are PICKLED beets", my grandma says. PICKLED BEETS???? How in the world could you possibly screw up something as lovely as a beet by pickling it and making it taste like THAT??!!! YUCK!!!! And, from that day forward...I have always asked whether or not the beets were normal or pickled.
And, that leads me to my point: The point is that although there are a few things in this life that are uncertain, there is usually someone or something out there that you can draw information from to gain knowledge BEFORE you do something you regret. So, the next time you feel like making a decision without investigating EXACTLY what you are getting into, make sure you have a napkin handy...cause you could end up not liking what you just ate...like coconut or diving head first into a bowl of pickled beets. *GACK* Knowledge truly is power...and it takes a long time to wipe the taste of regret out of your mouth.
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