Mr. Bog reminds us of the implications.
Comments are icing on the cake.
I’m still vacillating on my boycott of Whole Foods. They do have a nice olive bar. And it’s one of the few places where you can see some prepared food available by the pound, figure you’ll just get a little snack, and then end up paying more than you would if you decided to sit down at a proper restaurant.
Funny, that’s exactly what I call that place! And here I was thinking I was being original.
My new strategy with Whole Paycheck (alas, the closest grocery to my home) is to restrict all visits to five items or fewer, and to try to keep it down to two or three.
Even then, when the checkout clerk tells you your total, you have to pop a nitroglycerine pill. But at least there’s no comma in the number.