The small sign above the bits and bites near the register advertises nutritious snacks. Lacking any capitalization, punctuation, serif font, or flair of any kind, you feel the sign adequately (if inadvertently) communicates the attitude most would have when viewing such a paltry selection of flavorless sustenance.
Further down the front face of the long cashwrap counter, near the blue carpet floor and your dirty shoes, sits a vast array of confections and candies. Though they are properly wrapped and sealed, the sight of the sweets fills your nostrils with the scent of sugar and chocolate. In the middle of the smorgasbord of tooth-rotting goodness sits another sign: this one much larger, almost four feet square. In bright red font reminiscent of nineties television sitcom intros with bolts of sunshine and tribal-style spirals surrounding the lettering, it says: THE GOOD STUFF.
Seems your local pharmacy wishes to play both sides of this issue. You’ve only interest in one.