Saturday, July 11, 2009

and so it goes

ya know.....i hate walmart.  well i dont hate it, okay, but i go there on very very rare occasions.  and since we dont have super-walmarts here i cant go there even to buy steak.  however, we are to get two superop-walmarts in the near future and each of them about 2.5 miles from my house.  one to the east, one to west.  i am hoping all those who stand in the aisle stay in the east and i have heard of people  actually petitioning to make sure they dont show up in the west.  anyways costco moved into my neighborhood about two years ago.  it is literally down the street and around the corner.  i can even walk there if i want but you know that aint gonna happen.  so i drive to costco to buy milk.  i can get two gallons of milk for about 3 bucks and that is about a buck cheaper than in the real stores.  remember i dont do albertsons either.  although their new add claims they have lowered of 20,000 prices.  yeah right.  even if the lowered them 50% they would still be robbin' ya blind.  i didnt really want to or need to do real grocery shopping today.  it is very hot outside.  but we needed milk.  so i got took a bath, let my hair stay wet, put on some clean clothes and hopped into my automotive convection oven and drove over a couple of blocks for milk.  then i spotted the blueberries.  i love blueberries and costco has them for about 1/2 of what they cost in the real stores.  two pound containers mind you.....  oh yes and add to the basket the rainier cherries.  ooooolala they are sooooo good.  expensive but sooooo good.  better than bings by far.  i head over to the checkout area and spot the self-checkouts which are pretty empty and fall in behind a guy that was just finishing up.  two or three people get in line behind me befor they notice that the register next to us is open.  everybody insists i go to that register, but because it i was in no hurry to get out of the store i let them go first and i stayed in my line.  although it is not as cool in the stores as it used to be it was a heck of a lot cooler than going back out into the heat.  the guy ahead of me gets done and i walk up to the scanner, scan my card, scan my bananas, scan my cherries, walk to the back of my cart and pick up my blueberries.  when i did, i guess i squeezed the container in the wrong place and as i ran it across the scanner and onto the belt, the container blew open and the blueberries blew out.  probably 500 little blueberries skipping down the conveyor belt.  it was an 'oh crap' moment added to an 'is anybody looking?' moment.  the guy with the four kids that went over to the other register came over to help me.  he was scooping them little berries faster than they could move only he didnt have anything to put them in.  when i finally got the clerk's attention, he had a huge handful of berries i think he would have shoved into his pockets to get rid of if we hadnt arrived with a box when we did.  i am still laughing over it all.  and then he even wished me a good day.  wasnt that nice?  would never have happened at walmart.  they would wiped them onto the floor to be smashed into oblivion by the little feet doing cultural dances in the aisle.  the clerk even tried to send the guy's son back to get me a new box of blueberries until i told her the kid wasn't mine.  she called him a little gentleman for being so nice to help.  
although it didnt make it any cooler outside, it did make my day that much nicer.
now it is nap time.

5 comments:

Grandpa-D. said...

I hate it when that happens. It's never happened to me. It always seems to happen to the fat lady in front of me, spilling her crap all over and forcing me to wait even longer. Sometimes I feel like pushing her down. That's just why I moved. No Costco around here.

Anonymous said...

Sounds like Grandpa-D has a anger issue and he's brought it up to Oregon where there is no Walmarts or even Costo's, thank God for that cause I can't believe what his behavior would be like then!Whew this guy was a cop....eew

Anonymous said...

Thank God Grandpa-D wasn't in line behind you...he woulda pushed you down, fat lady!

I always try to be patient with people, as a cop. And sometimes, my patience runs out. But, I wonder what kinda nurse Grandpa-D's gonna have when he's in a nursing home and he sh!ts his pants one too many times...That's why them old folks get beat up in those homes! Yikes!

-ap

geo said...

well, i was going to say "i resemble that remark" to big bro's off the wall comment...BUTT......whatevvvvva!

Beth said...

It's probably a fat grandmother, too, raising her meth-head kids' kids.

But Beth is less than 3 WalMart.