Stupid Tuesday questions, zesty lemon edition
Rarely do I find myself as tickled when checking out at the grocery store as I was last night.
It is a common task of mine to be dispatched to the store on my way home from work to pick up needed items. With the Swarm at its full complement, our Needed Item quotient has expanded notably. And so last night I went to get a few.
As I was entering my PIN number (trusting soul that I am, I still believe it relatively safe to pay for things electronically) I looked down at the little flat surface there at the counter provided for people to write out checks and such. And there I saw the statement of regret.
It seems that a product called “Vermont Zesty Lemon Cookie Buttons” had been recalled. (I assume it must be these?) Because of this recall, the store was sad to inform customers that they were not available for purchase at that time. The store regrets any inconvenience customers wishing to purchase said zesty lemon cookie buttons may have experienced due to said lack.
It was “inconvenience” that I found so charming.
I love the idea that a person deprived of zesty lemon cookie buttons (from Vermont or otherwise) would be “inconvenienced.” Not disappointed, annoyed or sad. Not bereft or hungry. No.
As I drove home, I tried to concoct a scenario in which a person could be reasonably described as inconvenienced by a lack of a zesty lemon cookie button. I came up with a story about a gas station run by a man who operates it exclusively under the barter system. However, what he will accept in exchange for gas is very specific and varies with his mood. Today he has an exceptional craving for zesty lemon cookie buttons, and will accept only them. Gas purchasers who lack zesty lemon cookie buttons must drive to a farther service station to pay for their petrol with cash.
So this week’s Question (which is exceptionally stupid, even by my usual standards) is: what scenario can you devise that would involve a person inconvenienced by the lack of zesty lemon cookie buttons? And because I obviously find the phrase “zesty lemon cookie buttons” utterly delightful, feel free to make this an open thread about anything that happens to occur to you in relation thereto.