1. Lime-flavored milk
While their powdered-milk technology may be decades ahead of ours, the very existence of this ultra-pasturized, candy-colored abomination is offensive to me. Other artificially-flavored horrors include: banana, carmel, ROOT BEER, coffee, and cookies-and-cream.
As a health-concious person, I find this to be dubious.
As a Wisconsin girl, I find it to be morally reprehensible.
Taken from the clever combination of "Japanese" and "sandal".
Call them flip-flops. Slappies. But please, not jandals...
3. Scented toilet paper
There are a lot of directions I could go with this rant, but as a classy lady, I will leave it at this:
4. Hobbit-sized sinks
When I saw my first of many mini, shoebox-sized sink I thought, oh, cute. Until I tried to wash my hands. Folks, I am not what I would call and exceptionally large lady, but just one of my hands nearly filled up the whole sink. Forget about bathing a baby or washing your hair in a pinch; a big man wouldn't stand a chance of getting both meat paws under one of these dollhouse faucets.
|This picture is almost to scale, the sink is so tiny.|
5. The Excessively Fine-Groundness of Black Pepper
Alright, you may think that I am now grasping at straws to find things to bitch about, but really, pepper is an extremely important spice for me. And I am not kidding when I say that for whatever reason, it is ground up here to the consistency of dust. Or gunpowder. Or powdered sugar.