June 1997, Memphis, TN. The air was thick and stick, the nights were long and I had a goal. I trained everyday. Everyday. Stack, stack stack, balance everything out, stack stack stack, repeat.
I had Oreo dust on my fingers and a fire in my sad, little, 11-year old heart.
That summer Wal-Mart and Oreo did a cross-promotion that I got obsessed with. They held a nationwide contest to see what child could stack Oreos the highest. That person was going to be me. I'm guessing that I consumed hundreds of Oreos that month. I have no regrets. There was no specific date or time for the competition. You just showed up at your local Wal-Mart and they had you stack as tall as you could in a limited amount of time. Then, they would measure your stack and if you won, you got to go to Universal Studios for the Oreo Birthday Bash.
I'm pretty sure my highest stack was in the thirties.
The night before my performance I had jitters. I just kept picturing stacking the Oreos over and over and over.
On the big day, my mother and I went to Wal-Mart. I stacked six Oreos before they fell over. I was heartbroken.
Then I went home, ate some Oreos and kind of forgot about it.
What weird thing did you become obsessed with as a kid?
I had Oreo dust on my fingers and a fire in my sad, little, 11-year old heart.
That summer Wal-Mart and Oreo did a cross-promotion that I got obsessed with. They held a nationwide contest to see what child could stack Oreos the highest. That person was going to be me. I'm guessing that I consumed hundreds of Oreos that month. I have no regrets. There was no specific date or time for the competition. You just showed up at your local Wal-Mart and they had you stack as tall as you could in a limited amount of time. Then, they would measure your stack and if you won, you got to go to Universal Studios for the Oreo Birthday Bash.
I'm pretty sure my highest stack was in the thirties.
The night before my performance I had jitters. I just kept picturing stacking the Oreos over and over and over.
On the big day, my mother and I went to Wal-Mart. I stacked six Oreos before they fell over. I was heartbroken.
Then I went home, ate some Oreos and kind of forgot about it.
What weird thing did you become obsessed with as a kid?