I had a craving for a spinach and artichoke salad (random, I know), so I decided to make a salad at the grocery store salad/pasta bar. While searching for my dressing, I suddenly looked up and saw a sign “Food stamps are not accepted for salad bar purchases.”
OhhhKay. I decided to (as discreetly as possible of course) take a picture of it with my camera phone as I continued to fix my salad. I giggled a bit. A little ridiculous?
Maybe it was too hot outside. Maybe it was the fact that I HATE going to the grocery store at 6:00 pm. Maybe it was because I just left work/school. As I ate my salad at home, I became increasingly annoyed. There was sudden a flash of indignation when I thought about the sign.
Oh, so you are telling me that poor people can’t eat that salad?
Why did I feel the need to write a blog about this sign? Did it create annoyance like hearing someone drop the “N-Word“? Well, no. This sign worked my nerve for several reasons, but there is an acknowledgement that 10 years ago, I wouldn’t have been able to eat that damn salad. So, by getting some degrees, I was finally deemed worthy enough to eat at said salad bar. Kick rocks grocery store chain!
Maybe there is a logistical reason that food stamps cannot be used to purchase… food? I don’t know.
Am I being ridiculous or is this representative of a larger systemic social problem?