So, yesterday I was in the cafeteria at work, leaning on one of the fridges waiting for a co-worker to load up her plate. Being the restless sort, I thought to myself, “I wonder what’s in this fridge?”
I had a look. Turns out it was actually an ice cream freezer, chocked full of ice cream bars. I don’t like ice cream, so that didn’t excite me much, but then I saw a few Popsicles tucked away in the corner and I thought to myself, “Gee, I haven’t had a Popsicle in ages. I wonder if they have chocolate.”
Yes, they did, by jiminy. So I dug around in my bag and scraped up some change. The last time I had a Popsicle it was 20 cents. I expected it would be a bit more by now. “But”, I thought to myself, “how much could the price of frozen sugar-water on a stick have risen?”
Turns out it has risen by 50 cents. Yes! I paid 70 cents for a Popsicle. There isn’t even one cent worth of ingredients in a Popsicle. Maybe it’s softwood lumber used in the stick or the petroleum products used to produce the colourful lable that’s jacked up the price?
Anyway, it was only about half the size of the 20 cent Popsicle I had a few years ago. I don’t think you should be able to fit an entire Popsicle in your mouth at one time. That’s always been one of my general rules of thumb, anyhow.
And it didn’t taste very good.
** The original advertising slogan for Popsicle