My Hot Dog Freakout

Posted by Brandon |

Today I went to good old Fred Meyer's in Ballard to purchase something for dinner. For whatever reason I had a hankering for an old fashioned babysitter lunch dinner complete with hot dogs and Kraft Cheese and Macaroni. While trying to find hot dogs buns, I had nearly the same exact freakout as Steve Martin in Father of the Bride...

"I'll tell you what I'm doing. I want to buy eight hot dogs and eight hot dog buns to go with them. But no one sells eight hot dog buns. They only sell twelve hot dog buns. So I end up paying for four buns I don't need. So I am removing the superfluous buns. Yeah. And you want to know why? Because some big-shot over at the wiener company got together with some big-shot over at the bun company and decided to rip off the American public. Because they think the American public is a bunch of trusting nit-wits who will pay for everything they don't need rather than make a stink."

Now, I was actually able to find hot dog buns in packages of less than twelve but, get this - hold onto your lid George, they cost more than the packages of twelve! What the fuck? It was going to cost me $2.39 for eight stupid hot dog buns or $1.50 for twelve. Explain to me the logic behind this! I was flabbergasted. It makes no goddamn sense!

I guess in the end, in this example, we the consumers actually come out ahead. But I sure do feel like one of George's trusting nit-wits who will pay for everything rather than make a stink. Damn you, you wiener industry jackals!