Let's just say I do the grocery shopping and have for all 23 years of our married life. The other day we were out running errands and I decided to stop for my weekly grocery trip before heading home.
"Get on the scale! Get on the scale" as he tries to grab my purse from my arm.
Here in Florida the local grocery chain has a big commercial scale by the door in every store. It can be entertaining to watch and listen to people who get on and off it. They're either smiling or swearing.
"No! I need to get some walking in before I do that. The grocery store etiquette is to weigh on the way out."
"Linda, just get on the scale." I do and I'm surprised by the number. It's low and I'm fully dressed with shoes on. "Hey. You're not doing too badly." The number surprised him too. I guess that diet we're no longer on is working pretty well.
Richard insists on pushing the cart and heads straight for the soda and snack aisle. I decide it's useless to tell him that we have to start at one end of the store and go down each aisle in order.
"Look they have coupons for diet coke." Richard loves diet coke. We stock up when it's on sale. He figures how much a two liter bottle will cost with the coupon. It's in the budget. He rips ALL the store coupons from the pad and starts to load up the cart.
"You can't take all the coupons. Leave some for other people." I shouldn't be shocked by this behavior. It's typical Richard.
"Why?" he says innocently.
"It's grocery store etiquette. Leave some for other people. You're not the only one who needs a bargain these days."
He counts off some coupons and puts the rest back on the shelf.
Now it's time to check out. Richard goes in the line first, then the cart, then me. There's another customer in front of us making her purchase. Richard empties the cart and moves up next to the woman. I try to wave him back because I can see her giving him a dirty look.
"Don't crowd the person in front of you." I talk softly so the woman can't hear me.
"What?" Like a typical man, he feigns deafness when it suits him.
I speak louder. "Don't crowd the person in front of you."
"Why not?"
"It's not proper grocery store etiquette."
"I'm never coming here with you again. Too many rules."
I say to myself, 'Thank goodness'. I hope he's busy when my grocery trip comes around next week.
Do you have Winco grocery stores in Florida? If you do, Don't stop taking Richard shopping with you before you make him go there. He'll be BEGGING to be let out of the store by the time you're done. The prices are cheaper but you have to bag your own groceries. It would be good to test Richard's bagging abilities and speed...
ReplyDeleteWe don't have Winco, we have Aldi. You have to put a quarter in the slot to get a shopping cart. No bags. Maybe you can buy them if you want. The cashier sits in a chair while she rings up your groceries. And I've never heard of any of the brand names that they sell. But they sell really good bread for 49 cents a loaf. Go figure!
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