The Maker Of This Sandwich Must Be A Po—Boy!

For the record; I am a sandwich fan!  In fact, it is my humble opinion that BLT is the greatest sandwich ever invented.  Sandwiches are fascinating food as they are a complete meal in one tidy little package.  They are convenience more than any other meal that we have.  Seriously, can you pull a piece lasagna out of your pocket and eat it on the train?  Not very easily, at least not without looking like a downtrodden character from a comedy movie.

So, typically on Sunday when we do our weekly hunter-gatherer thing at our regional grocery store, I will pick up a sandwich if there is one that looks good.  You might recall that I have written about the “manager special” sandwiches, the special means they are rotting, and we have to get rid of them.  I no longer buy those but rather look for something made the same day (at least I hope they are).  So, on a recent shopping excursion, I found a submarine sandwich that looked pretty good, bread seemed fresh, on the open end of the sandwich there was a large roll of meat and cheese visible (the other end was closed with bread) and no “manager special” sticker on it.

So, ole Grumpy, no stranger to a good sandwich (or for that matter food in general), gave this decadent delight a chance.  So, as usual, once at home and all of the day’s procurement stowed away in its designated places, it was time to feast on the main attraction.  Slowly, I released the artisan creation from its plastic bindings (ok plastic wrap) and removed it from the tray that transported its delicious cargo.  So far so good, then I made a move that would reveal the truth, I sliced the sandwich in half to put it comfortably on my plate and discovered that the concealed half of the sandwich had very little meat or cheese product on it.

I stood there, staring at a mostly empty half of a sandwich, oh it had the lettuce and tomato that usually accompanies the meat on a sub-sandwich but that was all.  Once again, I had the feeling of a total let down, all the anticipation ruined by the facade of customer deception.  The actual description that should have been used on the package; half a submarine sandwich with extra bread included.  The other thing to keep in mind here is that the price has gone up on these sandwiches in the last few months.  However, the only thing added to the sandwich is a larger number on the price tag.

I guess they couldn’t afford to put a generous helping of meat and cheese on this sandwich, so they simply hid the contents under the bread making it truly a poor-boy sandwich.  It is absolutely sinful how we customers are constantly screwed out of money by greedy corporate store owners.  We are constantly hearing about the lack of transparency, in our government, politics, and business.  Well, you can add one more thing to the transparency list—store-bought sandwiches!

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