Why must I bring a microscope with me to the grocery store to check expiration dates???
Especially yogurt. OMG. I’m standing in the grocery store, twisting this little cup around like I’m solving a Rubik’s Cube. “Is that a 3? An 8? An ancient Egyptian hieroglyph?” Who’s printing these things—gnomes? “Oh, the humans will never figure this one out! Let’s make the ink the same color as the lid just for fun!”
And if you do manage to find the date, it’s never clear. “Best by,” “sell by,” “use by,” “enjoy by…” What is this, a romantic relationship? “Best by April 3rd, but honestly, you could push it to the 7th if you’re feeling lucky.”
CAN WE NOT DO BETTER THAN THIS?