10:00 AM SHOPPING
They say 10:00 a.m. is the best time to go to the grocery store. Most people shopping at that hour are retired. Not many kids. Not too crowded. Lots of parking.
Although I stay up very late at night, I’ve managed to get to the store by 10:00 a.m. a few times. The morning is when the shelves are stocked, so you’ve got to weave your way around the carts. There are some families there with screaming children, but there are lots of retired people. Some are very friendly and very helpful. Others remind me of how I’m feeling — irritable and sleepy. Only I’m sure I don’t show it. Many do.
Since I don’t have a sense of smell (see 12/6/18 blog), there’s always a shopper willing to help me pick out a ripe pineapple or cantaloupe. Some smell lotion or soap for me. That’s always nice. One lady even helped me pick out which color red I should buy to color my hair. Such helpful people.
I’m looking at the vegetable stand photo below and wondering, “Who stocks that way?” Can you imagine what that’s going to look like by lunchtime? Maybe the stockers intentionally put the freshest, best-looking items on the bottom so they can watch you juggle the pile when it starts falling apart. Perhaps it’s a different department that has to clean it up. Only a photographer would stock a shelf that way.
I like the website article above: 21 Things Your Grocery Store Cashiers Won’t Tell You. I saw myself in some of these, and I’ll bet you do too.
I’m guilty of upsetting the cashiers sometimes. I’ve always got to have a glazed chocolate donut as soon as I walk in the store. I go out of my way to get to the bakery to get one. Then I go back to the front of the store to start shopping. I do show the cashier the used wrapper so I’ll get charged for the donut.
Many times I pack my own bags because the baggers upset me. If I taught my son one thing in life, I taught him how to bag groceries correctly. He got a job as a bagger when he was in high school, and everyone wanted to be in his line.
I put my items on the conveyor belt in order of bagging: frozen and refrigerated for the insulated bag, meat to be wrapped separately, then cans, then plastics with glass items so the glass doesn’t break, and last are chips and eggs. Except for the cans and glass, the baggers pretty much get it right. I go crazy when they bag cans and glass together.
Before the bagger starts bagging, I laughingly say, “Look at me. Do I look like I can lift more than 10 pounds?” They don’t seem to mind and agree to pack the bags only half way. That’s good.
Most stores offer bags for customers. My store makes you bring your own bags, or you can buy one of their bags for 25 cents. When I said the store should pay me 25 cents since the bag has their advertising, they didn’t laugh.
My motto is never, ever, go down the cookie aisle. One day though, a friend asked me to pick her up some Lorna Doones. I couldn’t find them, but I came home with four boxes of cookies ‘just for me.’
And it’s always fun when they rearrange the store. It gives everyone something to talk about. “Do you know where they moved this?” or “Why’d they do it this way?” Great way to have you look at different products to purchase. Thank goodness I use a shopping list (except for cookies.)
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