The best photos of the front of my house are taken by the Amazon delivery person. There are so many good photos of it that I will have a hard time deciding which one to put in my next Christmas card.
I now appreciate how many “strength calories” I use to pry open my snack bag of cookies. I might even be able to eat two bags of cookies for the calorie count of one, thanks to the extensive muscle power I exert, twice.
It still feels weird to me that you can buy a queen sized comforter and it comes squished to the size of a medium pizza box. Who does that squishing at the factory? Is there a job description available? The only thing I can think of that knows how to fit into a very small space is a cat. I don’t think they hire cats, do they?
I always wonder why I see products in stores that say “enhanced flavor” or “improved.” Don’t these companies have quality control people to test cookies ahead of time or do they just leave samples in the employees break room? When a number of staff note that “these aren’t as good as the competitors’,” does the manager say that they will do better on the next batch, or the one after that? Does that mean I should toss the package I purchased before I saw the “improved” box at the grocery store?
Why do companies try to sell me a new “updated” phone or computer each year? What has been updated so much that makes the cost keep going up? Will these updated tech items make my life better or my pocketbook lighter?
What is water supposed to taste like? I see bottles of spring water, artesian water, purified water and even premium purified water. And how do these differ from what comes out of my home faucet? I spent my childhood drinking water from a garden hose. Maybe they should sell “garden hose” water. I think my brain is starting to hurt. Is it because I ate too many cookies or have I been drinking the wrong water?
