Fresh Meat

After my trans-Atlantic flight, my co-worker took me to the office and then to a mass retailer in Germany to buy supplies for our upcoming training classes. As we passed by the meat section, I had to stop and snort out a laugh. Maybe it's the jet lag, but I found it oddly humorous that the "Fresh Meat" signs in their meat department looked like they were painted with blood spatters. Slap happy, I then wondered if these signs were done in bad taste? (Pun intended. I know it's bad, but I'm tired.)