I took a chance and bought bacon. Chancy, because everyone knows bacon is not good for a person. Chancy, because I didn't buy the stuff that costs $4.98 for 12 ounces. I bought the $3.49 for 12 ounces kind.
I knew better, I mean, you get what you pay for. But I thought $3.49 was plenty to pay.
I opened the box--the necessary first step once you get it home. Then I cut the heavy plastic package inside the box. Then I tried to pull a slice or two away for cooking. The least I could get was four slices, and they were all torn apart by the time I got them separated.
"Come on!" I said. "Could you people possibly slice this stuff any thinner?" No one was listening, of course.
That's why I'm writing about it. I need an audience for this, because I have cooked the four pieces of bacon and they are now very small, still very thin, and I can hardly taste any bacon at all on my bacon and tomato sandwich.
And I'm not kidding. So if it takes two pieces of bacon before I can taste any bacon . . . you know where I'm going with this.
This kind of thing really gripes me.
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