[ WP ] Due to a typo caused by an overworked intern , your grocery store 's flyer advertises `` flesh apples '' as instead of `` fresh apples '' .The local undead population is now rather interested in your wares .

“ Get out! ” 
 
 I watch my boss moving through the store, holding a cross in front of him as he ushers two vampires toward the front door. 
 
 “ But, but… ” they protest, hissing. “ Your ad is very clear, flesh apples are only eighty-five cents a pound. ” 
 
 My boss sighs. “ I already told you. That ’ s a misprint. It was supposed to say ‘ fresh apples ’ ” 
 
 “ This is false advertising. ” Says the taller vampire, as my boss pushes them both out into the night. “ I ’ ll be calling the better business bureau. ” Screams the other over the whoosh of the automatic door closing. 
 
 My boss twists the lock and turns to look at me standing at the register. “ Phil, turn off the lights. ” 
 
 “ Still five minutes until closing time. ” I say, holding back a smile. 
 
 “ Then I ’ ll pay you five minutes for free. Stop complaining and let ’ s close it up! ” He storms back towards his office. 
 
 I flip off the lights, and head over to the closet to grab a broom. This has been an insane week, ever since that “ flesh apples ” misprint. We ’ ve had vampires, ghouls, and other things that I don ’ t even have a name for. Thankfully no one makes too much trouble at the grocery store, after all, humans have to have food and the undead have to have humans, so we ’ re like neutral territory. 
 
 I ’ m just glad the week is over, and the new ads start tomorrow. Hopefully all of these creatures will go back into the shadows. 
 
 “ Argh! ” I hear the scream from the offices, and I drop my broom and run towards the sound. I push the door open, expecting to see the worst, but all I see if my boss sitting at his desk, holding his head in his hands. 
 
 “ What ’ s wrong? ” I gasp, out of breath. 
 
 “ Look at the new ad. ” He groans, throwing it towards me. 
 
 I snatch it out the air, and I see right on the front page, an advertisement for our all new “ Wheat Brain Muffins. ” 
 
 I sigh. “ I ’ ll get the shotgun. ” 

