Railroad
Routinely Derailed
New bag of said Apricots. Bag reads, "Tear here." I tore. No open. I pull and tug and try a dozen different strategic grips. Finally pops open, nearly becoming an apricot fountain. I eat a few nice, fresh apricots. I try to close the bag using its zip-loc feature. No close. More struggling and manipulating and holding my mouth just right trying to get the bag to seal. I notice the corner of the bag: "FREE Our 100th Anniversary Book." Sun-Maid, spend the money on the bag, not the book which nobody wants!