I went to a hospital recently to visit a friend and needed to buy lunch while I was there. I purchased a premade chicken Caesar salad in a package for $7.50.
I walk back to where I’m staying and realize the salad has everything except the dressing. It’s literally lettuce, chicken, croutons, and a bit of cheese.
I say fuck this because it’s hardly even a Caesar salad at this point, and I go back to buy something else. That’s when I realize, they do have dressing, but it’s sold separately and it’s a fucking $1.00.
A big deal? No. Infuriating? YES.
That is entirely too zen for my everyday wear anger.
I’d need to be ‘righteous Buddha angry’ for this to click but I think the answer you are looking for will probably involve an abstract period of footwear exchange.
If you do ever find the answer, let me know because I’d love to know what my downvoters were thinking (besides, you know ‘bandwagon effect’)