Here comes the Sun Chips
I'm upstairs yesterday morning, shortly after finishing yesterday's post, and there's a commotion from downstairs. My mother is yelling and swearing. What the heck is going on? The way she was acting, I was concerned the washing machine was flooding the house.
I went downstairs to discover my parents in the kitchen. Mom had been poking around the pantry and wanted some of the Sun Chips we'd bought--except the bag was open along the seam and they'd spilled everywhere. Now, we'd actually encountered that at the store when we bought them. As we were checking out, I'd noticed crumbs on one of the produce bags and wondered where they came from. Then, after the checker had rung up the bag, it basically exploded as it went down to the bagger. That's when I saw a bunch of crumbs under our cart. Dad went and grabbed another bag, not even thinking the whole lot could be defective. The poor bagger ended up taking a paper towel to wipe down the bagging area, then threw away the scanned bag.
We'd told mom that story when she got home on Saturday, so at least she knew what had happened. That didn't make her any happier. We have a basket where we keep our chips, and she ended up having to clean that out since there were crumbs all over the place. They went through our wire shelves and landed on, but not in, our bag of grocery bags. But they were all over the floor, and dad had gotten her the broom to help clean them up. That was the sad part, as that pile included full chips. Oh well. Mom was just super cranky for some reason and that really set her off.
I went downstairs to discover my parents in the kitchen. Mom had been poking around the pantry and wanted some of the Sun Chips we'd bought--except the bag was open along the seam and they'd spilled everywhere. Now, we'd actually encountered that at the store when we bought them. As we were checking out, I'd noticed crumbs on one of the produce bags and wondered where they came from. Then, after the checker had rung up the bag, it basically exploded as it went down to the bagger. That's when I saw a bunch of crumbs under our cart. Dad went and grabbed another bag, not even thinking the whole lot could be defective. The poor bagger ended up taking a paper towel to wipe down the bagging area, then threw away the scanned bag.
We'd told mom that story when she got home on Saturday, so at least she knew what had happened. That didn't make her any happier. We have a basket where we keep our chips, and she ended up having to clean that out since there were crumbs all over the place. They went through our wire shelves and landed on, but not in, our bag of grocery bags. But they were all over the floor, and dad had gotten her the broom to help clean them up. That was the sad part, as that pile included full chips. Oh well. Mom was just super cranky for some reason and that really set her off.