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My personal awakening to this particular joy, however, came to me while I was trying to order a salad from my favorite salad place near my office. Guessing at what would most likely get me where I was going, I erroneously typed “chopt.com” into my browser’s URL bar, expecting to be greeted by the appetizing vision of a bowl of leaves, but was instead presented with several listings of aquatic vehicles for sale. It was at this moment that I discovered that chopt.com, for whatever fantastic reason, had automatically redirected me to shipsales.com, a website I would have never known existed or thought to seek out otherwise.
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My favorite thing about chopt.com — that is, shipsales.com — however, is that unlike Mr. Nissan’s clear, vocal distaste for Nissan The Car Company and their desire for his domain, there is no visible reason why chopt.com should redirect to shipsales.com. Not only is there no clear connection to the name Chopt, but our seafaring friends are not even using the name as their main domain, it’s just a redirect. So what exactly is the story here? Is it a case of petty domain-squatting? Did the team at ShipSales partake of the chopped greens and judge them to be sub-par, forever dooming the choppers to a life of brand fragmentation?
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It is, of course, possible that this was a cynical ploy by an employee of ShipSales.com Inc trying to tap into the hot SEO of a company that, judging by the ShipSales web design, did not yet exist, figuring that anyone who would pay ten American dollars for a loose amalgam of wet vegetables would surely be in the market for some maritime leisure. But I really hope not. I prefer to believe in the beautiful mystery that is, on its better days, the internet. Like a ship passing slowly in the night. Calling to me. Beckoning me to the sea.
Perhaps one dreary day, when I’ve tired of my city life, and I attempt once more to make a healthy lunch choice, I’ll finally decide to cast off my workaday shackles, and drop a cool 5 mil on that 1989 Romanian Oil Tanker.



