I let my beautiful wife go to Sam’s Club by herself today. Actually, she asked if I wanted to go before she planned her trip, but I thought to do some yard work this afternoon, so I encouraged her to go on her own. Honestly, she’d heard me complaining about the new “Scan ‘n’ Go only” policy which I’d kvetched about in April. They kind of relented, apparently, with rumor that they would keep a couple registers, but when I went last week, they had whittled manned checkout stands down to one and a couple of self-checkouts which lead to a line in the 8am hour allotted only “Plus” members who paid extra for the privilege. She came back after almost two hours incensed. So I guess it won’t be hard to convince her to abandon it entirely if they continue to try to improve profitability by a partial percent at our expense.
But that’s neither here nor there. The purpose of this post is to dwell upon the copy on the side of one of the empty cases that she grabbed to carry things.
10 Seconds is all it takes to kill 99.9% of Bacteria15
The books I’ve been reading lately with notes favor end notes, and it’s more common it seems to use stars and daggers for footnotes when they’re on the bottom of the page, but the rest of the box has no notes whatsoever, not fourteen preceding the fifteenth and nothing marked 15.
I mean, how did it get there? Did some junior graphic designer just swipe and paste it from the packaging which might have footnotes? Or from a document with the claims which had footnotes?
The minor things that vex me in a minor way.
