May I just quickly tell you that I went to the grocery store the other day to do my main shopping trip. I go to Aldi, a discount grocery store, to shop. The only ‘drawback’ to shopping at this store is they do not bag your groceries for you… they provide space for you to pack everything to your liking.
Now, this is only a teeny tiny drawback in my opinion. I understand how labor percentages work, and definitely know that an employee whose soul purpose is to bag groceries does not mathematically work in this equation.
No problem. I’m an adult. I know how to bag my own groceries. I’ve done it several times with no issues.
All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go, I’m standin’ there outside the door….
(Bonus points to those of you who understand why that last sentence makes me grin from ear to ear.)
… and the $1.87 dozen eggs I JUST bought fall out of one of the bags I packed onto the ground.
Directly in front of the exit to the grocery store.
I literally stand there for a moment, starring at the egg carcases on the ground, and think to myself, “Did that just happen?”
Of course, this older gentleman who is returning his cart to the corral looks at me and says, “You gotta be careful where you put them eggs, you know. Thems fragile.”
At which point, I shake my head in astonishment.
I’m already feeling like a complete moron because I spilled my own eggs all over the ground, but then some Capitan Obvious has to so kindly point out to me that I am a complete moron for spilling my own eggs all over the ground.
I pick up the shells, throw them away and decide to forgo repurchasing the eggs. I’ve already got a full dozen a home, anyhow. I was just trying to prevent having to run to the store for eggs later in the month.
:brickwall:
