further proof of the male menstrual cycle

now playing: marshall tucker band, "heard it in a love song"

while i'm in "ass ripping" mode, here's the text of a letter i sent to the supermarket that sits across the street from where i work, who seem to have decided to make some ill-advised changes in their salad bar:


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To: Richard Redner, Redner's Warehouse Markets

Hi, there.

I'm writing to address the recent changes made in the produce section of the Leesport store.

I work right across the street from the store, and I go there at least three times a week or so for lunch.

I think that you should be aware that the last four times I've gone there, I've left empty-handed due to the recent changes made to the soups you carry.

I'm familiar with the fable of the "soup nazi", and I could understand how, from a marketing standpoint, that this could potentially help you move product in this area.

However, I don't think that having a product that tastes like old spackling compound is going to benefit you or your customers in the long run.

Simply put, I've attempted on a couple of occasions to give this antifreeze that you're passing off as soup the benefit of the doubt, but I will do so no more. It's the nastiest stuff I've ever tried to eat. Even something as simple as chicken noodle comes out like dishwasher seepage.

I think that you're doing your customers a serious disservice by continuing to stock this diaper residue, and you'd be best served by going back to the soups that you used to sell at the salad bar.

I'll still stop over for the occasional sandwich, but until some changes are made, you've lost a soup customer.


Have a nice day.


Tom Hampton
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i guess what this is all pointing to would be one inevitable conclusion...

walk a wide circle around me until the funk subsides. then all will return to normal.