But when you do snag one? It’s a small victory in a very large grocery store. It’s a tiny rebellion against the sky-high price of everything else. You walk out of the store with that heavy bag, a smug grin on your face, feeling like you’ve pulled one over on the system.
You carry your discounted leg of lamb home like a trophy. And as you eat it, even if it’s a little overdone and the mint sauce is suspiciously old, you don’t care. You smile. It was an offer. It was yours. And for one night, you were the classy person you always knew you could be—even if you are eating it cold from the fridge at 2 AM.
