Some chicken was tired of the cow conspiracy to boost chicken feed for humans, and tonight, "3rd Day" saved my evening. I was on my way to the store nearby to return my mad-chicken. We had bought a few basics the other day and it turns out that despite the latter sell-by dates, the food was bad. Tonight, I got to my 3rd item that was supposed to be good through the 16th, and it was smelling bad. We decided we'd go to the store to show the manager. He is a nice guy and would want to know that several meats were bad. While I was somewhat irked on my way in the car, "3rd Day" came on the radio, and I remembered to chill my bad + attitude=badittude. The manager recognized me and immediately helped after hearing my story and noticing the smell from the package of chicken. He gave me a refund. I asked the butcher to open a new package for me to double-check it before I took a pack home. Other than the last few days, I never had a problem with anything at this store..not even produce, so I quietly just talked with the manager and let him know to double-check the stock or the time it is sitting open on the delivery truck during the hot days of summer.
Meanwhile, there are some mad chickens out there around here saying 'eat more tig'r'.
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