I needed tea on Sunday and zipped over to the local Sobey’s to grab a box or two. Don’t go there often for a variety of reasons, but they’re the only ones in the area that carry the tea I like, so needs must. While whipping down the aisle to the tea section, I spotted this:
I had this irrational desire to knock on the freezer door and ask if Philip J Fry was there. Oh come on, admit it, there’s never an inappropriate time for a Futurama reference. It wasn’t just one freezer unit with serious issues in that store. Freezers in the front and the back look like this. After poking the packages I figured out they weren’t cryogenics units but the frozen tundra.
If I had brought a little ice pick I could have excavated and seen if there were mammoth bones buried under all the ice and snow. And, be still my beating heart – do I see prehistoric steak cut fries buried under that snow and ice?
Looks appetizing, hmm? Those Jamie Oliver meals look tempting too, don’t they? I suspect it’ll be a hell of a struggle seperating those boxes from the shelf. A blow torch might be required.
On the upside, the staff are keeping the freezer units well stocked.