What Flavor Granola Bar are YOU?

A joke I made while teaching karate convinced one of my students to make a quiz...

I'm a simple person. I see an interesting quiz, so I take it. That's just how I roll.

Well, not everyone takes quizzes, so this makes me stand out, doesn't it?

I found the idea of a granola bar curious enough, and decided upon investigating this interesting spectacle.

I just got home from a long hike and was surfing through GoToQuiz, and I happened upon THIS piece of work.

...on your phone, texting, checking Facebook, binging YouTube, like the average person.

...calling every single one of your friends because you love to talk and you have a few jokes to tell them.

...going on a walk with your leash-trained, trick-performing cat, and counting the number of people you see with red hats.

...reading through the 'Veterinary Merck Manual', since you're halfway through a section on a feline's nervous system.

...baking some oatmeal cookies, then walking around the neighborhood and offering everyone some.

I stress all the way home, and act a little gruff toward my family members. The next day, I ask the person politely about what they said.

I stress all the way home, but the next day, I approach the person with a grin and jokingly ask them about what they think of me.

I freak out and phone the person desperately the moment I get the chance. Then I demand what they said - all while TRYING not be sound mean.

I carefully think over the situation, and tell myself calmly that I'll survive. Then I shoot the person an email and inquire about their discussion about me.

I get nervous, and jog around my exercise room and watch YouTube to distract myself. I never confront the person.

I pull into the drive thru and order myself one to eat in the parking lot. Treating myself every now and then isn't bad.

I pull into the drive thru and order myself one, take a million selfies with it to post on Facebook, and then eat it.

I go inside, have a long discussion about how prices are constantly getting higher with an employee, and order the McFlurrie. I can't finish it all, so I give the rest to my dog.

Quickly go over my last several meals, calculate the calorie count, and decide it wouldn't be healthy.

Buy four, so that I can give some away. More love to go 'round!

I stay crushing after them a while, then decide it isn't worth it. I leave them along.

I start joking around - rudely. I give them disrespect right back.

I pat them on the back and say, "well, my friend, you've just told me you're in not interested," and leave.

I go online and look them up, then pay a few dollars to see their whole backstory, contacts, etc. Then I make a decision.

I don't give them up. They just look so amazing. Maybe I can make them change.

I dunno, I wouldn't mind an office job, but I could also be a fitness coach or someone who helps someone with their diet or whatever.

Um, comedian, obviously! If I couldn't be a comedian, I'd be a salesperson!

I have so many different career options and so many passions, I'm not sure what I'd do. Maybe an actor?

I'd be content with an office job, a dentist, a doctor... Anything that has to do with numbers and graphs, which are my strong suit.

Something active, like teaching karate, coaching softball or soccer... oh, or a trail guide.

A dog or cat.

A parrot.

A serval, or a fox. Yes, you can have those as pets in some places.

Animals might mess up my pristine apartment. Maybe a short hair cat, if I have to answer.

Um, as many of each as possible, and an iguana.

The mall, or supermarket. Gotta make sure I'm well-fed and well-dressed.

Gamestop, or any other gaming store.

Any store, but I do like fancy clothes, so maybe the mall. I also like gift shops.

Book stores, libraries. I love Books-a-Million, BAM for short.

I don't usually like shopping, but furniture stores are nice. I know, weird.

I wait for a good moment, then raise my hand and politely announce my idea in a neutral perspective.

I jump up and tell everyone my idea. After all, everyone loves me, so I'm sure a little interruption won't hurt anything.

I spring up excitedly, then sit down, remembering that I have to be respectful.

I stay there quietly, mulling over every possibility and every detail of the idea, then approach the director afterward.

I raise my hand, and once called on, go into every possibility of the idea, trying to spark some interest among the others.

I don't know for sure, but I'm pretty sure they just think that I'm a friendly person who wants to help.

They probably think I'm hilarious. Most of my jokes ARE funny, right?

They probably leave wondering if they've ever met someone so strange. I have a strange effect on people.

They probably think that I'm an intelligent, modest individual. Sometimes I CAN get overboard, so hopefully I didn't give them too much info all at once.

It's likely they just felt right at home! Everyone loves me, y'know.