Sunday, July 19, 2009
Don't mess with a fat woman and her soft doughy pretzel
I went shopping at Target this evening. To cap off my rare solo trip out of the home I bought a pretzel at the food court. The desiccated lump of greasy dough the "cook" handed me did not resemble the luscious fully formed beautiful pretzel in the display case in any way. I asked for a manager and patiently waited for 10 minutes, then not-so patiently for another 5. When she finally wandered up I explained that I the gorgeous pretzels in the display case were misleading and that something needs to be done so more fat women did not experience the same disappointment I myself was now recovering from. The manager said the pretzels shrink when cooked and blah blah blah and I said regardless they are selling something that is not as advertised and that is a poor business practice. The manager threw up her hands and refunded my money for both the pretzel AND my soda, which I refilled before I left. Take that in the bulls eye, Target! I didn't WANT a refund, merely the acknowledgement that they shouldn't be advertising something they are unable to supply.
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Hey I'm here reading your posts and just cracking up well actually I'm a little sad about all your car drama but definitely found your gold digging episode quite hilarious. Oh I miss you sooo much. I wish I was there to hang out with you at Target and complain about their awful pretzels. Where's Wetzels pretzels when you need them! We're coming to see you around August 18th so leave your schedule wide open for us. Merrick is way excited.
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