Three new chocolate bars hit the shop shelves. One had horrible bits that got stuck in your teeth, another spoiled the taste with a really terrible idea for a flavour, and another was the nicest chocolate bar ever.
It seemed like my girlfriend and I were the only ones who liked it and it was bewildering.
People on social media raved about the other two flavours and we thought they were nuts. We went into shops where there were huge displays of the two bad flavours and tiny displays of the nice one. The world was weird and stupid and annoying.
We watched people in real life eat the other two bars. With the bad flavour one, people had to dip it in their coffee. We never saw anyone who had that bar without a cup of coffee. I guess that made sense, since neither my girlfriend nor I drank coffee. With the horrible bits one, people would make little mouse bites of it and then eat a chicken mayonnaise sandwich with wet lettuce and tomatoes. Of this we were clear: No one was eating this chocolate for the sake of eating chocolate.
We asked a shop assistant on their lunch break why there was such low stock of the nice chocolate. They said they only did that to generate demand. Then they turned their head and spat horrible bits before drinking their coffee.
So much for experts. When the nice chocolate was discontinued, my girlfriend and I decided to make our own chocolate based on it. We made lots of money. Many people who were watching us, decided to make their own chocolate too, but they put horrible bits and flavours in their products.
My girlfriend and I couldn't sell our chocolate in shops because the shelves were full of the horrible chocolate our rivals made as well as unsold heaps of stuff that released alongside the nice chocolate from before. We had to go mail order and online. We were like underground chocolate dealers and gained a loyal following.
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