When I'm at Costco, I always feel bad for the sample ladies who have to try and hawk samples of healthy stuff. You know there's gonna be a huge crowd, even a waiting list sometimes, for people who want to try the sausage links stuffed with peppers or the triple cheese lasagna, but nobody wants to eat little chopped up granola bars or watery vitamin drinks.
Sometimes, I'll go out of my way to take their samples, even if I don't really want it, just to ease my guilt and hoping to validate their profession for just a few seconds in the day.
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