We went for a few groceries tonight, mainly cat food and litter, stuff like that, but a few other things as well.
Most of the time I bag my own groceries, simply because the baggers make me crazy. And tonight was no exception. For example, we bought 30 cans of cat food......now, why would anybody in his right mind put 30 cans of cat food in one grocery bag? And not double-bag it? Not to mention the fact that the bag was very heavy; how would somebody who's older even be able to handle such a bag? So I asked the bagger to please split the cans up into two bags. He was not amused. Oh well.
And then he turned around and put the box of cat litter deodorizer in the same bag as a carton of eggs. Really? I'm not supposed to get frustrated? He put a gallon of milk in a bag and then turned around and put 12 containers of yogurt into the same bag. One of those flimsy little plastic bags. I'm telling you it's an accident waiting to happen. So I just looked at him and said, "Why don't you just go someplace else and let me do your job?" He didn't like it, but he walked away. (Actually he probably did like it because it was that much less work he had to do)
And I did my own bagging. The woman behind us was watching the whole thing. She told Rick she does it that way, too. It's just gotten easier to do it herself than let some teenage bagger ruin her food.
Rick said that he thinks I'm rather picky when it comes to bagging groceries. But here's the thing. Food is expensive. Doesn't matter what it is anymore; it's really expensive. I spend a lot of time picking out the food (produce, meats, etc.) that I want. Going for groceries with me isn't a quick process by any stretch. I check my produce, I check my meat, I check my eggs, I look at ingredients, I check expiration dates. So when I get to the check-out, I don't want my gallon of milk sitting on top of a carton of eggs. I don't want my grapes beneath a 5-pound bag of potatoes. Why is that so hard to understand?
Honestly, sometimes I think I'd love to be a manager in that store, just so I can watch the
baggers do their jobs. And fire every last one of them.
/Down off my soapbox....thank you for your attention. We now return you to your regular threads.
And then he turned around and put the box of cat litter deodorizer in the same bag as a carton of eggs. Really? I'm not supposed to get frustrated? He put a gallon of milk in a bag and then turned around and put 12 containers of yogurt into the same bag. One of those flimsy little plastic bags. I'm telling you it's an accident waiting to happen. So I just looked at him and said, "Why don't you just go someplace else and let me do your job?" He didn't like it, but he walked away. (Actually he probably did like it because it was that much less work he had to do)
And I did my own bagging. The woman behind us was watching the whole thing. She told Rick she does it that way, too. It's just gotten easier to do it herself than let some teenage bagger ruin her food.
Rick said that he thinks I'm rather picky when it comes to bagging groceries. But here's the thing. Food is expensive. Doesn't matter what it is anymore; it's really expensive. I spend a lot of time picking out the food (produce, meats, etc.) that I want. Going for groceries with me isn't a quick process by any stretch. I check my produce, I check my meat, I check my eggs, I look at ingredients, I check expiration dates. So when I get to the check-out, I don't want my gallon of milk sitting on top of a carton of eggs. I don't want my grapes beneath a 5-pound bag of potatoes. Why is that so hard to understand?
Honestly, sometimes I think I'd love to be a manager in that store, just so I can watch the
/Down off my soapbox....thank you for your attention. We now return you to your regular threads.
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