#41 Charlie – ‘Dealing With Disappointment’

There are moments in life when things go your way. One minute you live in a small one room apartment with your Grandma Georgina, Grandpa George, Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine. The next minute you have been given the keys to your very own chocolate factory*.

Sometimes in life however, things don’t go your way. Charlie got his break, he bought the chocolate and got the ticket. Fair play to him. I, however, cannot even find the chocolate. For 2 years now I have been scouring the whole of Vienna for the illusive ‘Schokoschnecke‘. It is a soft round pastry, with chocolate inside and chocolate outside. Rich, delicious and impossible to find. It exists though, I swear. I’ve even tasted it.

The ones I found were from a chain of bakeries called ‘Der Mann’. I check every one I pass. It has become habit, just like John in Serendipity, who checked every used bookstore in New York for a phone number. I don’t even think about it anymore, I just do it. The excitement and anticipation has gone now, of course. I mean it has been around a year since my last discovery. I never expect to find one now. But nevertheless I check. I know what to look for – the chocolatey top, right between the chocolate croissants and the ‘Nussschnecke’. Word of warning: don’t let the Nussschnecke trick you, they look similar but they are not the same. These have come to be known as ‘Fools Necke’.

Then suddednly, today…

I’m rushing to my next job; it is 3 minutes until I have to be there. That is when I see it, I pass a Der Mann, it is a new one. Full glass windows and door. No need to enter, I see right inside. Some customers are obscuring my view, and there it is. That is when it happened. I only caught a glimpse… but it was enough – I had found the Schokoschnecke! A rare sighting, and seemingly the only one left.

Now I was stood, dead in my tracks in the street. Yes, I had to get to work fast but, what do I do? I can’t just leave this behind. Well, unfortunately for me the decision was already made. I didn’t have any cash on me – it is a cash only bakery. OK, new plan; go to the job, get paid and come back for the Schokoschnecke.

Long story short; it was gone.

I’m not sure how one copes with disappointment like that in their life. My golden ticket was right there, I knew it was there. Yet it was not meant to be. So now, as I write this, I can only imagine what might have been.

Charlie got his ticket, and took full advantage of the situation. But had he not got the ticket, would he of been mentally robust enough to handle the disappointment? I have my doubts. Today I am in a place where nothing can bother me, including missing out on a Schokoschnecke. My mood is unwavering. Would kind of like a chocolate factory though, if you’re offering.


*Which seems to me at least, to be a wildly irresponsible thing to do. I mean, was there any due diligence on Willy Wonka’s behalf at all?

*translated as ‘The Man’, would you believe



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  1. S. Hansen

    Willy Wonka has always struck me as wholly irresponsible. But it’s the grandpa that really ticks me off. That lays around in bed all day not working, expecting everyone else to do everything for him and when his grandson gets this great prize he elbows his way into that too. Then keeps encouraging Charlie to do wrong the whole way round, nearly costing him the reward… What a d**k!
    Anyway, glad your able to cope with the massive disappointment of not getting the schokoschnecke. My mother has a similar habit with Mozartkugel, whenever any of us go to Germany we have to keep our eyes peeled 😛

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    1. Mindfump

      The grandpa is a suffer of M.E*… look at your shaming the mentally ill. You’ll be cutting his allowance next.

      Your mother will love Vienna, can’t move for the Mozartkugel over here. Where in Germany do you guys go? I used to live there.

      *Almost certainly not true.

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      1. S. Hansen

        M.E would only excuse him not working. Don’t think it excuses everything else…
        Mostly southern Germany, particularly Bevaria.
        The Mozartkugel aren’t hard to find as long as you are in a German speaking country it seems. Not so easy to find anywhere else though.

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          1. Mindfump

            It is the way to go, I think. Either way it is not a gamble. Or it is the best gamble ever. Because I suffer anxiety whether I move or not so if I stay I definitely get anxiety and if I move… I just never know, maybe this is the change that sorts it all out. It never is but nothing is lost.

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          2. S. Hansen

            An excellent point with sound logic. Reminds me of this 102 year old lady that tried base jumping. She said ‘Sure I’ll do it, what do I care? If I survive it will have been exciting and if I don’t I wont care cuz I’ll be dead!’

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          3. S. Hansen

            Oh yeah for sure.
            I’ve got my night time hours at work, which comes in handy for preventing both social interaction and road rage. No rush hour traffic for me :p
            Oh the down side that really rather ruins the plan to push myself outside my comfort zone…

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    1. Mindfump

      I’m glad my disappointment can be shared. A problem shared is a problem halved right? If you find any – message me immediately! And Schokoschnecke in english means chocolate snail, that just makes it all the more annoying when they go fast… ok that was a bad joke.

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  2. Gabe Burkhardt

    I ws really caught up in the tension of this post (Will she get her fucking chocolate?) until I remembered the title of the post. So thanks for easing us into the disappointment 😉

    I’ve got some Skittles if you want some. They’re really good. maybe not chocolate good, but the yellow ones really make mouths happy.

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  3. Phil Ryan

    In a respectable society you should be able to waltz in, order the prize and as you elaborately fumble for your imaginary money snatch the bounty and leg it. Oh wait, I’m getting confused with my lunchtime routine and opening statement for my defence. I’ll get back to you on this most vital of topics (liberty allowing)… 🙂

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