Poor Placement
I had a delayed reaction walking down the aisle at the grocery store the other day. I glanced over at a Tyson promotional display and noticed a package of fully-cooked Hickory Smoked bacon. Hmm... , I thought, whaddya know. Bacon that doesn’t need to be refrigerated. After about eight more steps I thought, Ew! Bacon that doesn’t need to be refrigerated!? I immediately turned around and marched back to the display. I picked one up and examined the bag. I shook it like I was trying to figure out what was in a Christmas present. The piggy strips jumbled around inside. I probably looked like an idiot, but I was amazed.
Now, I don’t know that I’ve ever purchased bacon to cook for myself so I admit my inexperience in the bacon realm. Maybe this stuff has been around for a while. (Seems kind of lazy, if you ask me. But then again, bacon is a pain in the butt to cook and it takes forever.) No sooner than I came to grips with the product in my hands, I realized exactly which aisle I had just marched back down in disbelief. These two things were right next to each other:
A while ago (April 7, if you need to go back and read), I wrote an article about how there’s always someone who has to decide where things go in a store. They don’t just magically appear there. Well, that someone needs to wake up and smell the bacon!
By: S. Cole Garrett
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