if I had known $14.08 would break the day I would have stayed home

[threeplusfire]

I don't understand what it is about the grocery store that turns people into raving loons. I like to grocery shop. Picking out what things to eat during the week, admiring the colors of good produce, all those things entertain me. What is unpleasant is having to shop around hordes of people more intent on running you down with their cart, positioning their cart in the single most inconvenient place (which usually happens to be directly in front) and completely unable to handle the process of checking out. Not to mention the bad behavior one encounters simply trying to park.

If you are a) unable to read & comprehend enough English to understand signs like "10 items or less", b) unable to follow simple instructions displayed in block letters, or c) unable to understand simple instructions boomed out by the robotic voice, you should not be using the self-service lanes. Take your items to a regular lane and allow a human being to do the work for you. If you are unable to do any of the above tasks, you will only make your fellow shoppers cranky and miserable while you make a mess of things.

the afternoon sky has been various shades of blue, grey, purple and black. The temperature has also swung wildly between the mid 80s and the lower 70s. When I left work this afternoon, the second pass of showers had just gone through, and water was actually steaming off the nearby pavement. It was a very strange thing to see. Just before the storms, there was that delicious scent of hot concrete, dust, rain and ozone. It is my most favorite scent in the world.

Comments

[cjwriter.livejournal.com]

I hear you about picking the most inconvenient place to park a cart (seems to especially apply if you have a noisy child in said cart and or several other children orbiting the cart) and having more than 10 items in the express lane. Grr.

[mielikki.livejournal.com]

there was that delicious scent of hot concrete, dust, rain and ozone.

That is one of those smells that only us city folks get to enjoy, and it's one of my favorites too.

[fleurdeliser.livejournal.com]

Er. I posted a comment. Only, LJ had a brain fart. Let's try this again.

I agree, that's one of the best smells every.

It seems that when people enter a grocery store, their IQs drop by a good 15-20 points. There's no other explanation.

[idadebeautreux.livejournal.com]

Oh god. I used to love grocery shopping, when I could go at odd hours when no one else was around. Now I'm forced to lump in with the post-work yuppie crowd, and it causes the FIST OF RAGE AND DEATH to flutter by my side, begging to be used.

Some stupid old bint wasted 10 minutes of my time because she kept handing an unactivated gift card to the cashier saying, "I don't understand how these things work," and he misunderstood and thought she was purchasing it. It took forever for her to say something coherent other than "I don't know, I don't understand how they work." I wanted to say, "If you're too dumb to understand the basic principles behind a declining-balance card, then get the hell out of line and find a different means of paying. In the mean time, if my ice cream is melted by the time I get home, YOU OWE ME A NEW HALF GALLON OF EDY'S ESPRESSO CHIP, you old BAT."