Common sense? Meet Grocery Clerk
Warning: this post may resemble an earlier rant from Through the Looking Glass. Yes, Annika knows my pain.
I try to help them. The grocery clerks, I mean. I organize all of my groceries in practical groups, to aid them in the bagging of said groceries. I am not a fanatic, by any means, but some things just make more sense to me. For example, refrigerated deli items all go together, meats and poultry all go together, the frozen stuff is separated from the dry goods, vegetables and fruits--together, canned goods--definitely together.
So I was dismayed when my cereal was packed along with the popsicles. Ummmm, untreated cardboard and melty watery stuff in the same bag? Not so good. When I pointed it out, she removed the offending item, but she must have then decided that I was a lunatic, because she carefully put my chicken, my pork roast and my salmon in three separate bags. Because to put them together would be treif. Or so I surmise.
The absolute last straw was when I discovered she had packed my yellow bell peppers, my green beans and green onions in the same bag as 3 cans of chili. I pretty much lost it then and spoke sharply to her. But honestly, on what planet does anyone put crushable veggies along with sharp and heavy cans? A planet that purees everything, that's what!
To top it off, three essential items were left behind. Not her fault, they hadn't quite gotten on the conveyor belt and stayed at the end of the checkout stand. I do wonder about the intelligence of the woman who was behind me, but that perhaps is a post for another day.
I try to help them. The grocery clerks, I mean. I organize all of my groceries in practical groups, to aid them in the bagging of said groceries. I am not a fanatic, by any means, but some things just make more sense to me. For example, refrigerated deli items all go together, meats and poultry all go together, the frozen stuff is separated from the dry goods, vegetables and fruits--together, canned goods--definitely together.
So I was dismayed when my cereal was packed along with the popsicles. Ummmm, untreated cardboard and melty watery stuff in the same bag? Not so good. When I pointed it out, she removed the offending item, but she must have then decided that I was a lunatic, because she carefully put my chicken, my pork roast and my salmon in three separate bags. Because to put them together would be treif. Or so I surmise.
The absolute last straw was when I discovered she had packed my yellow bell peppers, my green beans and green onions in the same bag as 3 cans of chili. I pretty much lost it then and spoke sharply to her. But honestly, on what planet does anyone put crushable veggies along with sharp and heavy cans? A planet that purees everything, that's what!
To top it off, three essential items were left behind. Not her fault, they hadn't quite gotten on the conveyor belt and stayed at the end of the checkout stand. I do wonder about the intelligence of the woman who was behind me, but that perhaps is a post for another day.
Labels: Now we're cooking, Rants and Observations
posted by allison | 4:53 PM
3 Comments:
I feel your pain. The other day I bagged my own groceries one-handed while holding Sam. IT WAS WORTH IT.
I go to a certain grocery store precisely because they do not have baggers.
I have ranted this rant.
Oh yes.
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