Chips That Cheat: The Story of The Lays Boycott Club

Picture this. Your table has been called to get in the lunch line, and after purchasing your meal, your eyes dart toward the chip section. Which yummy Baked Lays snack will it be today? The salty spiced BBQ chips that take you back to grilling season? The Sour Cream and Onion chips with their mouthwatering powder that makes you lick your fingers? The Original flavored chips we all know and love? Or will you settle for a bag of Doritos or Cheetos? You select a tempting bag of BBQ, pay for it, and run the 10 yard dash back to your table. Later, after a disgusting delicious school lunch, you open your barbecue chips, looking forward to another snack of paradise.......

.....and let out a piercing scream.

Why? Because you've been ripped off. There are only about 8 or 9 large chips in the bag. Oh, who will save you from snack sorrows?

And, with an incident like this, the Lays Boycott Club was born (only in this case, Laney, a future blogger, bought BBQ and Vicky, blogger for Vicky's Fun Times, got Original). Everybody agreed to start the protest with a letter to Frito-Lay. But wait! What was their address? Luckily, I found it at the bottom of the package.
One "B Day" and afternoon later- TA-DA! The letter was complete-and typed! Here is the final draft:

September 15, 2010

Dear Frito-Lay,

We could be sending you this letter for many different reasons. We could be complimenting you on your perfectly salted chips. We could be marveling at your commercials. But, unfortunately, this is not a happy letter. This is a letter of complaint.

On the thirteenth of September, some members of our organization opened bags of your chips and gasped in horror. There were only a few large chips in the bag, and everything else was just air. The customers were very unsatisfied. “These chips are a rip-off!” declared Vicky, and everyone agreed. You have a product that tastes good, so can’t you put more of it in the bag and let consumers get their money’s worth of the product?

So basically, it all boils down to this. Make some improvements to your chips, or we will start a boycott and never eat Lays chips again.

Sincerely,

            The Lays Boycott Club

            “Sending letters to Lays so they change their ways”

Pretty impressive for a couple of kids, huh? There were plenty of other plans besides the letter, though. K wanted to set up a Facebook page. I was planning to write about it here. (And here I am now!!) Laney and Vicky decided to make signs and buttons. 

But would it all work?

To Be Continued....

           

Get Your Ice Cold Lemonade!

So here I am, getting the mail, minding my own business, when I hear a car drive by, followed by shouts of "LEMONADE! 25 CENTS A CUP!"
This can only mean one thing. I look down at the street corner of the third nearest cul-de-sac and see kids waving signs and screaming like crazy next to a table. A lemonade stand!

This was the scenario last Saturday, and I hopped on my scooter to check it out. Turns out, my friend S and some other girls were holding a stand- and after a ride around the block, there were 25 cent cookies too. Mom let me go over for a while, and after distributing origami fans all around, I was soon appointed to "patrol the streets." Translation: I was the one who yelled "CAR!" when someone drove near. I was even able to get a van from some company to pull over. I'd also tell people about our stand, too- an action that made one man buy so many cookies, we only had one left!

When there was a lack of customers, we'd run to a trampoline in the front yard, jump on it, and try to grab the nearest tree branch. It was fun- and it helped pass the time. S also told me about a remarkable feat they'd accomplished- getting the nieghborhood UPS truck to buy some lemonade. WOW!

The lemonade stand was a success! We made about $11 and hope to make some more sales soon- at the fall yard sale, perhaps? :^)