Your grocery store complaints

Funny thread, a bunch of these replies had me LOLing.

Here’s a couple of mine, some already mentioned.

No matter what you think about loyalty cards, I wish they wouldn’t make new applicants fill out lengthy forms right there at the register. Especially if I’m waiting in line.

I reaaaally wish they’d do a better job keeping the hand baskets stocked by the front door. Many times, I drop into my local grocery for a half dozen items and have to beeline to the back of the registers to look for a basket.

‘Accidental’ ankle whacks.

Price arguing with the cashier.
And the related coupon subbers/arguers:
“Sir, this B1G1F coupon is for Oscar Meyer 16oz ‘Classic’ wieners. You have the Cudahy 32oz family pack of polish sausages.”
“What?! This is an outrage! I’ve been shopping here for 30 years and …”

All those jackasses that park in the firelane, making an already difficult parking lot worse. Then, their significant other or whatever comes out who he watches struggle with the trunk, opening doors, handling bags, returning the cart, etc. while he keeps his seat warm. Even trying to walk around this mess is irritating.

When that smell isn’t a leaky tank of feta but a filthy shopper…who left the store 20 mins ago.

Finding refrigerated or frozen items warm and dripping in, say, the cereal aisle.

Declined credit card purchasers who have one or two items taken off and the card run again. This is repeated until the card is accepted or I open fire on the lot of 'em.

Finding sample toothpicks, plastic spoons, plum and olive pits, strawberry caps and other nasty shit that has been in someone’s mouth on the merchandise. Damned savages.

Finally, this one floored me. Luckily, I’ve only seen it the once.
Two teenaged girls behind the register, one training the other. My bag of cilantro come up the belt and the trainee holds it up and asks what it is. The ‘senior’ cashier says that it is either parsley or cilantro but the only way to tell is to smell it. Taking it from the trainee, she then sticks her entire face into the bag to demonstrate how things are smelled. The trainee then takes the bag back and sticks her face into it. Nodding with understanding, she proceeds to ring my cilantro up as parsley…

And… Carrying.

a faint reedy voice in the ambient background

“Are you finding everything ok?”

*me, pause from what I’m looking at, look about the environment for several seconds and see a clerk 20 feet away, past a table full of croissants and bagels, behind a bakery counter, who seems to be trying to make my eye contact…

Or maybe not.

I pause and look longer. Yes, still looking at me. Am I being asked? Do I not look fine? I’m just passing through to get to the coffee aisle. Do I pretend I didn’t notice?

Too late, the clerk is clearly personally invested in my response now. I neither kick puppies, nor disdainfully shrug off people just doing their job. So be it, respond I shall!*

“Fine thanks!”

Repeat the scenario again in the produce department…and the meats department…and the dairy…

That makes sense. I didn’t get any comments when I had my encasted arm in a sling, even when I asked people to please put the junk food in my basket. It was only after the cast came off and I looked able-bodied that the snark started.

IN NJ, your food stamp allowance is figured from the day you apply, but it takes about five weeks to get the paperwork done. So the person might have been living for five weeks on cereal, pasta and bread, and then gotton over $300 on food stamps, with a guarantee of more in a couple of weeks. What would you do in those circumstances

Right with you on that one. The call of the fire lane parker - “I’m just running in for a second…”

Thank you for the visual I will use next time I’m behind someone doing this. :slight_smile:

Mine from Monday’s trip to Wal-Mart - keep your damned spawn under control in public. There were two young boys (seven or eight years old, I’d guess) with their Grandma behind me in line - they were practically swinging from the chandeliers, metaphorically speaking. They were dangerously close to completely out of control, and making shopping an ordeal for everyone around them.

Today’s complaint:

Woman is all soft-spoken and polite TURNS AROUND AND SCREAMS AT A CHILD and charming and smiles at everyone >SMACK< BEHAVE YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT and has a good word about this and that I TOLD YOU TO BE QUIET! >WHACK!< aren’t we having nice weather today…?

I don’t know which was more disturbing: smacking the kids around in public (and really, the kids weren’t misbehaving much at all) or the Jekyll and Hyde act.

Would you rather we ignore them? Us parents get the stinkeye either way. I will go with my draconian measures since I don’t want my kids to misbehave TYVM.

(Though I wouldn’t strike my kids, you will often see me go from pleasant to Angry Mom in .6 seconds. Not too loud but I certainly draw attention.)