It’s Friday, and that can only mean one thing – I get to do the weekly shop! Yes, that’s right – I do lead an exciting life. But I’m a very lucky shopper. By that I don’t mean I get great deals not available to anyone else or that the checkout girl, sorry cashier doesn’t scan some of my items.
Actually I’m probably not allowed to call them cashiers or girls – they probably have a grand title like Grocery & Non Food Item Exit Technician.
By lucky I mean that I go during the early morning school run. This means the store is virtually empty and the whole shopping experience lasts less than an hour. What joy!
And, for the time being at least, the trolleys are so new they just glide around the store. There’s none of this walking sideways pushing a trolley which is going in the opposite direction with one wheel wobbling and another stuck at 90 degrees to the others. This also helps when you currently have a trapped nerve in one arm and are trying to push the trolley with the other.
Recently we have been blessed with a brand new store in our part of the world. I won’t name the store. It’s been long overdue, but ‘every little helps’!! To say it’s large is an under statement. It sells everything from bikinis to windscreen wipers. Something I needed today – the windscreen wiper, not the bikini! Although it has been sunny enough recently for a bikini! 😉 Let’s face it, is hasn’t rained for several days now, but the drive to the supermarket this morning was wet. The driver’s side wiper had deteriorated so much that when the wipers wiped, it didn’t touch the screen.
I had to drive my right hand drive car like a left hand drive car! What a picture I must have looked to all on coming drivers. My hands were on the wheel on the right hand side of the car, while my head was looking through the passenger side window on the left!
It has to be said, it is odd going to a supermarket to get your eggs, milk and butter and buying a refrigerator to put them in at the same time. You can buy a CD and something to play it on. Or a satnav to find your way back home!
Our new complex is so big, it can even house two chemists. Why would you need two chemists in one shop? Actually I needed one of them the other day when I handed in my prescription for my afore mentioned trapped nerve. How nice not to wait for half an hour while the pharmacist sticks a label on a pre-packed box of tablets. I was able to carry on round the store getting my groceries while the pharmacist sorted out my prescription. Why does it take them so long to print out the label? I mean, it’s not like they actually have to make the pills – they are already in a blister pack just waiting to be taken off the shelf!
Of course these drugs came with a massive warning because they contained valium and therefore were likely to be addictive. Don’t tell my doctor, but they didn’t have any effect on me and I never finished the course!
I’ll tell you what is addictive though, and that’s this blogging! I think there should be a warning when you sign up – perhaps it should be prescription only! Once again, I never intended writing anything today but there you are – it’s becoming a habit!