Living in Tulsa and Southern California Makes For An Interesting Life - Especially After All Those Grey Years In Seattle
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Most days the edge of my sink looks like this. My husband has the sink nice and clean the night before so he can fill it with assorted vegetables and one apple to juice every morning. He has been doing this for years. This is that little annoying sticker that they put on the apple. Now no clerk has to learn the difference between the various types of apples. Eventually we may have no clerks at all and have to depend on a robot to ring up our apples. Or maybe the point it that we now have so many different types of apples that even an computer couldn't recognize each individual type, so little stickers are needed. If you are old enough you remember when there were just red or yellow apples - DDelicious, and some kind of pie apple - sour. Then they added those Granny Smith ones. Then Fuji. Eventually more and more types cropped up. And those few years when the friendly clerk would ask you what type of apples you put in your bag, (I never lied to them.) But now we are stuck with the sticker.