The peppers came in last night, so they were all ready to go as soon as I got to work. I walked out to the floor and began scanning the inventory on my way to the produce section. We are short on candles, hot chocolate, and handwarmers. We set them out on endcaps and they've been flying out the doors. Has it been getting cold? I haven't noticed.
Anyway, I saw the peppers sitting there in their display box teasing me, yellow smiles with flourescent-reflection-teeth. Usually, these peppers are dried and crushed, you can probably find them in your latin-spices section but this time they were nice and fresh. When selecting peppers, it is pretty common for the smaller peppers to be hotter. The same thing goes for the firmness. So I chose a variety of sizes and firmness to ensure a wide variety of flavor and spice. One of the nice things about working at a grocery store is that you get first pick and if its something like produce, you can get first and free pick! I put the peppers in my pockets and carried on with my day.
As the day progressed, I could smell the chilis. If my life was a cartoon, it would show me walking through the aisles with a green vapor drifting up from my pockets before forming into little fingers in front of my nose. Finally, it was lunch time. I grabbed some bread and milk and went back to the break room to evaluate the new peppers.
However, as I pulled the prize out of my pocket, they came out slimy and skinless. I was holding roasted chilis in my hand. Disappointed, I spent the rest of my lunch break gnawing on boring bread while trying to clean out the insides of my pockets.
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