Impulse Buys

We went to the new Sam's Club yesterday. While we were there, we grabbed some apples for an apple crisp recipe I wanted to try from Pinterest (it turned out to be a total Pinterest Do by the way as we made it twice in 12 hours). Some lady told us we had to peel the apples for the apple crisp. Lo and behold, a man came around five minutes later handing out little orange tickets that said to go to the booth in front of the frozen food section for a free stainless steel produce peeler. So I was in. I had apples to peel!

Well, before you get your free peeler you have to watch the five minute presentation on the stainless steel food slicer, which I will admit was pretty snazzy. After it was over, we got our freebie peeler and headed toward the checkout line. Next thing I know, I've been tricked by Ken into talking to a girl that was selling a flat iron I didn't want (didn't he notice me deliberately flirting with the floor so I wouldn't have to talk to her?) and he disappears. What does he come back with? An impulse buy. The snazzy food slicer that slices food like a mother (take that how you will). Guess what else it slices?

Fingers.

Yep, it slices fingers so well that I was asked to look for the rest of Ken's thumb in the cabbage he was just cutting. I found it resting on the underside of the slicer blade...

Guess I'm glad we got it because my apples were sliced to perfection. Can't say the same about Ken's thumb.