Why is it, every FUCKING time I go to the grocery store, I invariably encounter some fucking family that felt the need to bring EVERYONE in the family to the store.
To put it another way, when did a trip for groceries turn into a FUCKING FAMILY VACATION?
Leave your goddamned kids at home. No one wants to hear them scream like they’ve been stuck with a hot branding iron because you won’t buy them sugary junk or the No-Panty Barbie.
Whatever happened to make a list and send one person? For fuck’s sake, you can call them or text them if you left something off the list. But leave grandma, grandpa, cousin Cletus, aunt Gladys and ALL your kids at home.
By the way, the sample stations at Costco are not a FUCKING LUNCH COUNTER. If you block the aisle with your cart because you’re getting a piece of polska kielbasa on a piece of sourdough, I’m going to read-end it like a semi hittiing a bicycle.
There should be millions more abortions and mandatory sterilization for people this stupid.
That doesn’t mean you have to drag them all there to shop. It’s not Chucky Cheese FFS. It’s not a playground and it’s not a soup kitchen. It’s not day care and it’s not a pediatrician’s office.
I’ve also taken to making sure if I have to fart or burp, I make it as loud as I can, in the presence of children. If nothing else, I want to be a bad influence.
I am not a fan of the yelling child, nor is anyone but really this is so simple to solve on your part it doesn’t deserve a pit.
If you run into a group of (loud kids|drunk frat boys|smelly hippies|zombies) just reverse your pattern, if they are in produce go start with meat. Maybe you skip some rows and double back if it bothers you or shop at night.
There are tens of thousands of square feet here begging to be used as a buffer and I personally think teaching a kid how to shop is a valid use case for a small portion of it…