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Said blogger went to her favorite local grocery store. A store which said blogger depends on for nice smells, well stocked items and stellar customer service.
Said blogger smelled the nice smells and found all the things she was looking for, as well as a couple of things she NEVER intends to buy such as the tiniest bag (1.5 oz ... maybe?) of BBQ chips which Lay's makes and a small snack size pack of Fig Newtons (2 to a pack).
What? Don't you know that a girl needs a little sweet with her salt.
Said blogger proceeded to the checkout counter where she was promptly subjected to a purchase INSPECTION. The inspector looked astonishingly like a waifish teenaged bagger instead of a burly homicide detective. Said slip of a girl, who looked to be no more than 102 pounds soaking wet, inspected each one of said blogger's items closely before putting them in a bag. I (yeah, "said blogger" is me, no surprise there) noticed this close review of my purchases and thought it was odd, but I wasn't overly annoyed until Inspector Bagit reached for the last item. The teeny bag of BBQ chips.
I had finished paying, and was taking my receipt from the cashier, when Inspector Bagit held up the chips to the cashier (who looked to be barely out of her teens). The cashier looked quizzically at Inspector Bagit, and Inspector Bagit quickly pointed to the nutritional box on the back of the teeny bag of chips while exclaiming, " Oh my God, would you look at that, this small bag of chips has one-half of my daily allowance of FAT in it." I stared blankly at them, even though I really wanted to give Inspector Bagit the LOOK. I simultaneously stuffed my receipt into my purse and waited for the Olsen Twins to complete their exchange. Inspector Bagit finally put the chips in a bag, and handed my bags off to me. Inspector Bagit then turned back to the cashier and said, "I just noticed because it was such a small bag."
REALLY Inspector Bagit? You practically mauled every one of my other items before putting them in the bag. Why didn't you also announce them to the world? HEY EVERYONE this lady who still needs to lose 5 pounds is buying FIG NEWTONS and BBQ CHIPS.
I can't wait until that heifer puts on a few more years and a few more American pounds. Okay, fine that isn't very Christmas spirited of me. I take that last sentence back. Uh, not the very last sentence, the one before that one.
Afterthought -- OMG what if I had been buying a pack of ribbed TROJANS size XL, some Boudreaux's Butt Paste, or something else mighty mighty PERSONAL?
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That is lousy customer service!!! It makes you not want to come back... and it makes you not want to buy that product anymore. Sheesh. More embarrassing for the store, I would think.
ReplyDelete@Auntie -- I love that store too much to kick it to the curb, so I'm just going to have to recognize that some people don't know the meaning of the word -- impolite.
ReplyDeleteI think it would be entertaining to do the experiment. Make sure the Olsen twins are there and get a box of TROJANS size XL, take them to the counter and ask if they come "more in a box" because you're planning a special night with a special dude.
ReplyDeleteAfter videoing them, put the box back and post the video here....
:)
I used to work in a supermarket when I was in high-school... I had a firm policy of 'don't ask, don't tell' - meaning I didn't comment on anything anyone was buying, unless they asked me about it. Mostly I didn't want to be drawn into any philosophical debates about baby nappies or the like... I pretty much hated that job!
ReplyDeleteI've learned that some people have an opinion on EVERYTHING and think that everyone is actually interested in hearing it, whether or not it was asked for. I myself can only bite my tounge for so long, then I give them MY opinion, whether they asked for it or not;-)
ReplyDeleteFirst of all I like the XL size of Trojans. I use them on my corn. One on each ear and then into the freezer.
ReplyDeleteBut as for the Hitler Youth, I would have looked at her in wonder and ased, “Why, you can READ???? I would have though a girl who could read would have a real job.” Then punched her in the throat.
Pity the poor girls. They have no idea what's in ahead of them, do they?
ReplyDeleteBuy what you want to buy, honey, and eat it in good health. :-) And have a Merry Christmas!
Pearl