let me clear my throat : a reflection on shopping

Apr 04, 2008 14:58

self checkout : is an insult to Americans. Its like hey! you thought waiting in line sucked before.. now watch this old woman try to scan in grapes for 1/2 an hour and then watch the register computer freeze up so that an employee who clearly isn't trained in how to use the computer comes over and tries to unfreeze it. Then at the end of it all you get the extra special treat of scanning and bagging YOUR OWN groceries..... " PLEASE PLACE ITEM ON SCALE.. PLEASE PLACE ITEM ON SCALE" oooh fuck you scale, fuuuuuck you.

GROCERY BAGGERS: If you are lucky enough have an actual human being scan and bag your groceries, does it seem like they're trying to get RID of plastic bags... it is my experience that they try to put your 3 items into as many bags as possible. The other day I got home and there was a bag in the bottom of my bag.. FOR NO REASON. Its like they're getting paid to see how many fucking bags they can possibly use. Or maybe they just think its funny to watch us come in for 4 items and walk out with 6 bags.
Way to fill up the landfills guys.

THE PRICE OF TAMPONS: Nothing adds insult to injury when you have your period quite like paying 8 bucks for a fucking box of COTTON. I know cotton is not expensive because I can buy AN ENORMOUS bag of cotton balls for about 99 CENTS... YET if we insert that cotton into a cardboard tube it suddenly becomes GOLD? NO. They're just taking advantage of the fact we need tampons to LIVE normal lives. Its a WAD OF FUCKING COTTON, not Gold in a cardboard applicator.

THE MORAL OF THE STORY: I should not go shopping when I'm in a bad mood.
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