One long sentence and one short sentence about stale bread

You don't know how disappointing it is to be eating your lunch and notice that, after making a trip to the grocery store because you forgot to bring pita bread from home, a trip to the grocery store that took ten minutes longer than needed because the customer ahead of you was buying pens whose UPC was not in the store's system, said pens therefore needing a price check, but your express lane having a cashier whose method of getting a price check was limited to feebly calling out "Bobby!" every couple of minutes, a cashier who did not have the wherewithal or permission to either just make up a price for the pens or ring up the customers behind the pen-buying guy, the pen-buying guy, his lunch hour nearly up, who is now imploring the cashier to do something, anything and who has started yelling "We need a price check on aisle 17!" at the top of his lungs before finally walking out of the store in disgust, which means that the cashier, who, just before the pen-buying guy left, has finally found a warm body to do the price check, can finally ring up your purchase, and the purchase of the woman in line ahead of you, and for whom you are fervently hoping does not need a price check (she doesn't, but she did have the need to put the grocery separator thingy between her two items and your two items, you having made an impulse choice of a papaya to eat after lunch), the onion flatbread you just bought, which tastes a little bit off, has a sell-by date of February 28th.

Yuck.

Comments

[tien]

you ate bread that was one month past the sell date? i can't talk, i once picked mold off of bread that i ate.

[joe]

Ewww. Didn't the moldy bread taste awful? I had ate almost two pieces of the flatbread before noticing the sell date. There was no mold, which I guess shows the power of potassium sorbate as a preservative.

[tien]

well, it wasn't the whole piece that was moldy, but rather, just select spots that i could pick off.

[joe]

Did you start having visions afterward? I read once that one theory that Joan of Arc's visions came from eating moldy bread, and the mold was hallucinogenic.

[tien]

hmm, no visions. i think it might have been a hot dog bun. with a hot dog. so if there were visions, who knows which it came from.