Jason Bayless is a life-long activist and is currently working at The Pachamama Alliance. When he is not working he spends, working with Center for Farmworker Families and spending his time recording shows, writing blogs, collecting 3D movies, and playing VR games.
It does not matter what sex you are, what race, what religion, rich, poor, or how old you are – a good sandwich is the staple for anyone.I can remember even as a child nothing made me happier when it came to food than a good sandwich.PB and J, turkey, ham, etc (soy, of course) – is always good – one of the best things about sandwiches is you can go to any grocery store (g-store) and in less than 5 mins have the materials to build the best sandwich ever. Well, at least that is what I thought until this past Sunday afternoon.
I never fully thought about it but apparently, I secretly judged a g-store on how easy it was to get the ingredients for the perfect sandwich.I realized this the hard way – let me tell you about this past Sunday afternoon.
It was a beautiful spring morning. The sun was shining, the birds sang it was a day that gave you the feeling it is good to be alive.Mylie and I went for a drive to a g-store (grocery store) that we do not visit very often, Trader Joe’s.Mylie was full of excitement because she LOVES to cook and the opportunity for her to get new food items to play with in the kitchen made her glow with pure enthusiasm.I was also pumped because I was going to get the ingredients for the ultimate, the perfect, the most wonderful sandwich anyone has ever thought to make.
As soon as we walked into the door of Trader Joe’s – Mylie and I went running in full force, she went one way and I went the other with baskets in hand.I went straight to the bread section to hand pick the perfect freshly baked bread.After looking over the huge selection, I finally found the most outstanding loaf.With pure enjoyment, I put the loaf in my basket.As I turned to run to the deli section, I passed Mylie as she smiled and stared at the shelves in front of her as she made her choices. We were like two kids in a candy store.
I stood in front of the deli section and it did not take long to find the perfect choice for the meat of the sandwich- the obvious choice was the smoked Tofurkey slices.As the Tofurkey slipped from my fingertips and fell into the basket, I was on my way to the mayo section.I was so excited – I have almost completed the ingredients for the perfect sandwich – all I needed was fresh black pepper, soy cheese and vegan mayo.Then as I approached the mayo section my perfect and beautiful day came crashing down – the skies turned black, the screams of tortured souls could be heard from the distance.As I looked at the shelf where the vegan mayo should have been I could hear little demons laughing at me, mocking me and then it hit me – THEY WERE OUT OF VEGAN MAYO!I almost fell to my knees with my arms stretched to the heavens as I screamed WHY GOD?! WHY? – But I did not – I stayed strong – I stay true to my mission. Looking on the bright side of things, I said to myself, “its ok I can get it at the store near my house’ – so I gripped the handle to my basket and continued my journey to the cheese section.As I looked over all the cheeses, I noticed there was a huge area of the shelf that seemed like there was something missing, as I got closer, I realized all the vegan cheese was sold out!
This time I could feel the frustration build in my veins – I felt the pokes of the little devils sticking me with their little pitchforks as they laughed at me.I tried to fight them off – I kept saying, “I am in a g-store and all I want is a sandwich – what kind of g-store is this if a person can not build a sandwich.”As the fear and confusion set in I realized the world that I thought I knew is not really the world at all – my whole life I have put my faith into g-stores to always be there for me – to always provide for me when my belly said lets go hang out with our old friend the g-store.
Totally broken and defeated I walked up to miss little happy Mylie with her basket full of lies and betrayal and voiced my disgust with Trader Joe’s.I went off on a rant, “How can a store that says they offer so many different variety of food cheaper than places like Whole Foods Market not be equipped enough so a person can make a sandwich!”My rant went on for about an hour and when I finished Mylie stood their looking at me as if I was a crazy person. Her pause lasted for roughly 15 secs and then she said, “Did you see they had …..”I do not know what she they had because I was crushed, my soul was crushed, my world was crushed and I was very upset.
Seriously folks, how can you call yourself a g-store and not have the materials to create the perfect sandwich!