Yup, you read right. My wife and I were at the local Kroger (or “K-Rog” as I call it) and were perusing the post-Christmas bargain bins. In one bin at the end was a large wicker basket without a tag. I meandered down, picked up the basket, and immediately noticed single packs of Virginia Slims, Kool, Newport Lights, etc. all marked at “Managers Special” for $1.99. Right out in the open. Must have been two or three dozen single packs.
I looked at my wife, looked back at the basket, looked at my wife, and she looked at me, “What?”
I did yet another double-take, thinking they were candy cigarettes or something, but nope–clear as day on the bottom was a Georgia tax stamp for tobacco. So I show my wife, and thinking it was a really dumb mistake, we decide to take it to an employee. A young man comes walking by, “Um excuse me, but these smokes were out in the open, in this basket. Would you take them back and lock 'em up wherever they’re supposed to be?” The instant aura of stupidity sank down from the heavens, “No, they’re on clearance, they’re supposed to be in the bin.” To which I respond, “Um, dude, they’re cigarrettes. Next to the Snickers. They ought not to be out where you can’t at least keep an eye on 'em.” “No, they’re supposed to be there.” :smack:
So, not getting anywhere with the late teen, we head over to to the service desk. The one lady that first saw us asked us, “Can I help you?”
Us: “Yes ma’am, we found these cigarettes over in the bargain bin. Aren’t they supposed to be locked up or at least away from kids and the candy bin?” :dubious:
Her: “No, they look like they’re on clearance. They were supposed to be there.”
Us: “Um, I don’t think you understand. They were out in the open, in the ten-for-a-dollar bins, next to the Snickers and Peeps. These are supposed to be watched somehow.”
Her (not really getting it): “I can let you talk to the manager if you want. . .”
Us: “Yes, please.”
She calls the store manager, who after a minute comes over. “Can I help you?”
Us: “Yes ma’am, we found your smokes in the bargain bin. Next to the Snickers.”
Manager: “Yeah, they’re on clearance.” [sub]Obviously the gears are turning, but the teeth aren’t engaging.[/sub]
Us: "Um, no, isn’t that against the law? Aren’t you worried about kids grabbing them?
Mgr: “No, it says ‘check ID’ on the scanner. Besides, the self-checkout lane cashier was supposed to be watching them. . .” [sub]Gears engaging, axles starting to break free and rotate. . .[/sub]
Us: “Yeah, they were in the bargain bin, without anyone watching. You’re kind of opening yourself up to a lawsuit at best. These are supposed to be like, in a case, or under glass, out of casual reach. . .”
Mgr: “Oh, you’re right. I will take them, thank you.” [sub]Axles at full rotation. We’ve got motion![/sub]
So, I’m kinda concerned some dumbass put a basket full ‘o’ cigarettes in the bargain bin. I’m more concerned at the nonchalant attitude of the employees. But hey, what the hell!
So come on down to the K-Rog in Georgia for free smokes an’ beers! Woooo hoooo! Hell, you kin’ even git some guns ‘n’ stuff over in the housewares depart-a-mint. :rolleyes:
Tripler
I just wonder how many teens got out of the store with smokes before we f*cked up their plans.