The other day I had a craving for jelly beans. So on my way home I pulled in to one of the two grocery stores in town to buy a pound of jelly beans.
I remember, when I was a kid, there was a five-and-dime in the town near where I grew up. Inside the store was a long, u-shaped glass counter and behind the glass were bins and trays full of different sweets and sugary delights. For a dime, a white paper bag containing a pound (usually topped off with an extra large scoop) of jelly beans could be had.
This and other old memories began to surface as the now adult me walked towards the bulk-candy section of the grocery store.
As I stood under the large hanging sign that proclaimed “SAVE BY THE POUND!” my memories of yesteryear were smacked-down by the reality of today.
$3.99 for a pound of generic jelly beans.
What the . . . ?
Ah, come on!
These are just generic, no-name, balls-of-sugar-and-food-coloring, jelly beans.
Four bucks?!
(And this didn’t include sales tax yet!)
I looked over the next couple bins to where the gourmet “Jelly Belly” brand was stored.
Oh, they only want $8.99 for a pound of those things.
Phttt!
I walked out of that store and drove to the other grocery store in town.
The second grocery store doesn’t have a bulk-candy section. The candy is sold, prepackaged, in one of the aisles.
$1.79 for a 15oz (not quite a full, 16oz pound) plastic bag of the store brand (generic) jelly beans.
$1.79?
Just shy of a pound?
I bought a bag to satisfy my sweet tooth and hoped the sugar rush would ease my depression caused by seeing massive inflation in real-time.
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