Dear General Mills,
I’m sure you’d like an update on the Wheaties situation at my local supermarket. But more to my point, maybe you can update me on what to expect in the near future concerning my Wheaties supply.
As I shopped this morning I couldn’t resist checking to see what was on the cereal shelf. And, would you believe this? A good supply of Wheaties! As I mentioned in my previous letter, I am aware that Wheaties are particularly popular with us old folks, those of us who grew up before all those sugared cereals appeared to support the Ritalin market. And yet, I must confess that that very form of ageism perpetuates my fear that alas, those boxes are leftovers from your warehouse, and that your plan to change the packaging will again keep the shelves bare for a several months.
I shouldn’t be worrying about this but I must admit that with all the fake news going on, I don’t know who to trust. General Mills, I’m sure you can empathize with me, because as I mentioned in my previous letter, you and I are in the old folk category together. In fact, now that I think about it, you are part of my mother’s generation, because when I was a kid, I was eating the Wheaties that you were producing—I know because your face was on the box. My mom died in 2011 at age 101, so OMG that makes you very old. I sure hope you’ve stocked away enough Wheaties to last your lifetime. In fact, I think I’d better do the same, so back I go to the supermarket.
for listening to my ramble.
Your Wheaties friend,
Bobbi
I’m sure you’d like an update on the Wheaties situation at my local supermarket. But more to my point, maybe you can update me on what to expect in the near future concerning my Wheaties supply.
As I shopped this morning I couldn’t resist checking to see what was on the cereal shelf. And, would you believe this? A good supply of Wheaties! As I mentioned in my previous letter, I am aware that Wheaties are particularly popular with us old folks, those of us who grew up before all those sugared cereals appeared to support the Ritalin market. And yet, I must confess that that very form of ageism perpetuates my fear that alas, those boxes are leftovers from your warehouse, and that your plan to change the packaging will again keep the shelves bare for a several months.
I shouldn’t be worrying about this but I must admit that with all the fake news going on, I don’t know who to trust. General Mills, I’m sure you can empathize with me, because as I mentioned in my previous letter, you and I are in the old folk category together. In fact, now that I think about it, you are part of my mother’s generation, because when I was a kid, I was eating the Wheaties that you were producing—I know because your face was on the box. My mom died in 2011 at age 101, so OMG that makes you very old. I sure hope you’ve stocked away enough Wheaties to last your lifetime. In fact, I think I’d better do the same, so back I go to the supermarket.
for listening to my ramble.
Your Wheaties friend,
Bobbi