I live by a lot of phrases, it seems. One that guides me is, “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.” I got a bag of Oranges from Kroger that were simply awful. I’m living on a budget here, scrimping and squirrelling away every cent that’s left over to afford surgery to remove my excess skin. I ate each and every one of those bland, flavorless oranges, and I’ve decided that life is too short for bad oranges.
If these are as bad as the last batch, they’re going right back to the store. Take my advice — save your receipt.