I know what you mean. It’s outrageous. They could at least be put on the shelves at the food banks!!
I remember years back, I saw a boy and his seemingly single mom at the supermarket. He asked her for plums, which were ripe and fragrant on the shelf.
“We can’t afford them...” and I was really touched, remembering how it was to grow up practically dirt poor.
But I didn’t do anything - it seemed awkward.
I’ll go to my grave wishing I had handed that kid a bag of plums and a five dollar bill and told him and his mom to have a nice day...
Sir, that you even remember the incident and continue feeling badly about it speaks volumes about your character. I’d be willing to bet that you have more than made up for it since then.