This morning a co-worker thrust an apple at me and said, "Smell this."
"Smell this" isn't usually considered a polite greeting, but I let it slide and did, in fact, smell the proferred fruit. The aroma was sweet but perplexing.
"It's a graple! It's a cross between an apple and a grape! It's, like, genetically modified!"
I, like, almost threw it back at him. Eww eww eww EWW.
When he saw that modified genetics were not the way to impress me ("oh yeah, I forget who I was talking to...") he decided to take another tack: "Well, it's organic."
The genetically modified food item is organic? ARE YOU HIGH??
Anyway, I couldn't find much about this fruit-like substance on the internet tonight, but it appears that the apple itself may not be genetically modified, it may "just" have had some grape juice (or grape juice substitute, I wouldn't be surprised) injected under its skin.
So maybe it's not the work of the devil. But it's still freaking weird and I will never taste it.