collapse of the old society

I used to sell raw milk at the grocery store I managed and the customers who purchased it were either shells hocked by the price after someone they knew told them to try it, or they were just miserable bastards.

I just assumed it was people in my area, but whenever I talked to our vendor for it, they'd laugh and roll their eyes at how poorly behaved their customers were. Apparently they would nag the other stores so much about the dates on the milks (even the stuff received the same day they bought it) that dairy managers would just give them the area rep's phone number so they could bug them instead.