Free Burritos!

Sure, we just sell towels. I mean, they’re the best friggin’ towels you can buy—seriously, they’ll make you question why you ever bothered with that scratchy mess you used to call a towel—but does naming our towel company Happy Faced suddenly make us experts in happiness? Spoiler: Not even close.

Let’s be real for a second. Happiness isn’t something you find at the bottom of your beach bag, or in the perfect fold of a towel (though, let’s admit, there’s something deeply satisfying about a towel folded with military precision). It’s not a product, no matter how soft or fast-drying. In fact, the more you try to pin it down, the more slippery it becomes—like sand slipping through your fingers. One minute, you think you’ve nailed it, and the next, you’re standing there with nothing but a handful of sandy fingers and some questionable metaphors.

Burritos: A Perfect (Yet Imperfect) Metaphor

Speaking of questionable metaphors… let’s talk burritos. When was the last time you got a free burrito? Think about it. Maybe it was at a friend's place, or perhaps some overzealous burrito dealer decided to bless you with a two-for-one deal. But free burritos don’t just fall into your lap every day. Burritos, like life’s finer things, rarely come without a price. It's one of life’s inevitable truths, like socks vanishing in the dryer or always picking the slowest line at checkout.

A burrito, when you think about it, is more than food; it’s a symbol of everything we want but don’t necessarily get handed to us. Every bite is a leap of faith. You unwrap it with hope, take that first bite, and brace yourself for whatever comes. Is it too spicy? Did they forget the guac? What is the onion to cilantro ratio? Or maybe it’s a glorious harmony of flavors, a culinary utopia wrapped in foil that borders a religious experience. But, more often than not, life’s burrito isn’t perfect. You might be dealing with half-cooked rice, a soggy tortilla, or beans that taste like sadness. But you keep eating because, well, that’s the burrito you’ve got. And you’re hungry.

But a free burrito? That’s something else. That’s the universe throwing you a bone, giving you a fleeting taste of unearned joy. And when you don’t have to pay for it, somehow it tastes better—like you’ve cheated the system. But let’s be honest, that almost never happens. Because free burritos, much like free happiness, are rare.

Happiness: Built Like a Burrito, One Layer at a Time

If you got here by thinking we were giving away free Mexican food, well I'm sorry to disappoint you. Your quest for that elusive free burrito is a lot like the search for happiness. You’ll chase it, dream about it, maybe even convince yourself that you deserve it. But, just like with burritos, happiness is rarely handed to you on a silver platter (or wrapped in a warm tortilla). It’s earned, built layer by layer, sometimes cobbled together with the scraps you’ve got. And sometimes, you have to pay for it. In full.

So, where does that leave us in the quest for free burritos—or, you know, happiness? Well, neither happiness nor burritos magically appear out of nowhere, and it’s not really about the freebie or even the burrito itself at this point. It’s about learning to appreciate what you already have, however imperfect it might be. Maybe that burrito you bought is a little cold, maybe they skimped on the cheese—but it’s yours. Happiness, like burritos, isn’t found in perfection; it’s found in savoring the bites you can take, cause it’s what you’ve got even when they might be a little messy. It comes down to valuing the burrito you’ve got rather than hoping for one that may never come.

Appreciate the Burrito You’ve Got

We all want the perfect life, the perfect job, the perfect towel that dries us off like we’re in a slow-motion beach commercial (you can get the towel here, by the way). But most days, perfection’s just not on the menu. The real question is: can you still find joy in the less-than-perfect? In the tortilla that split open, or the day that didn’t quite go as planned? Maybe that’s the key—you don’t need a free burrito. You just need to appreciate the one you’ve got.

And let’s not kid ourselves—this whole metaphor about burritos and happiness? Ridiculous. But so is life. If we can find meaning in the pursuit of a free burrito that may never come, maybe we can find joy in all the weird, unexpected, and often imperfect moments that do come our way. Because, in the end, that’s what life’s about—taking big, satisfying bites out of whatever comes your way, burrito or otherwise.

Life’s best moments don’t come for free, but they can be undeniably satisfying if you just recognize their worth. And in a world where free burritos are about as rare as unicorns, maybe that’s all we really need.