So I was in my friendly neighborhood Walmart and I wanted some ketchup. I chose the Hunts over the Heinz. But as I was putting it in my cart, I remembered Del Monte. Where in the world was Del Monte? Surely they hadn’t discontinued it. A long backward glance revealed bottles of Del Monte, inconveniently and almost inconspicuously placed on the bottom shelf. Oh look, it’s less expensive.
Yes, I’ll admit that I personified the Del Monte bottle and felt sorry for it. The Hunts went back to the shelf and the Del Monte landed in the cart. One must be ever vigilant to avoid being manipulated. Oh wait, was I somehow manipulated by a sense of justice? OK, I’m done with this.
Yes, I’ll admit that I personified the Del Monte bottle and felt sorry for it. The Hunts went back to the shelf and the Del Monte landed in the cart. One must be ever vigilant to avoid being manipulated. Oh wait, was I somehow manipulated by a sense of justice? OK, I’m done with this.
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