I went to pick up my tax day bounty at Chick-fil-A yesterday. The tax day deal was whatever you bought on tax day you can get again for free sometime in May as long as you keep your receipt. I got a couple of value meals for Stella and the kids and a 12 pack of nuggets for myself. Now if I can keep from misplacing my receipt for a couple of weeks we can go back for a free meal.
As I was standing in line in the store (remember, I don't go through drive-thrus) I was looking at the menu board. I was kind of interested in getting a value meal for myself but I hate waffle fries so I was looking for a substitute. Then I saw perhaps the grossest thing I've seen on a menu board, a carrot and raisin salad. I don't like carrots and I'm ambivalent about raisins, but the two in combo seem unconscionable. Not only is it listed on the menu board which is gross enough, but in today's America we have to have pictures of everything. So, not only did I have to read about it I had to see a picture of something that was indistinguishable as a picture of carrots and raisins in salad form. I don't even know why they bother with the picture because any illiterate isn't going to know what it is anyway.
Also on the Chik-fil-A menu board is a chicken salad sandwich, an item I would never order. I've never had chicken salad, I have never even thought chicken salad was a good idea. But, I understand people may like it. However, the picture they use on the menu board almost makes throw up in my mouth. Does it have to look so gross? It's like seeing the stars without makeup feature in US magazine (you know you look). Sure I can see celebrities all made up but that doesn't mean we should publish them, I'm still traumatized by a Renee Zellweger picture I saw while waiting in line at Osco in 2005.
Maybe next Chick-fil-A can hang some large still pictures from Cakefarts or 2 Girls, 1 Cup to get my appetite up.
Just an aside, after I placed my order I heard the guy in the next line tell the Chick-fil-A counter guy that he read about the free deal on a blog. He then went on to tell some agonizingly long story that bored everyone who may have heard it. Just because I'm a sucker for market research, I asked the guy what blog he read about the deal on. He told me he read it on friend o' Hot Blog, Fat City. So I told him I was Owen, the author of the post, and asked him if he might be willing to come back to my place for a drink and a backrub. Luckily he declined, because I didn't really want to oil up his (presumably) hairy back. But I think I sent the message I wanted.*
*Only part of that story is true.