Preface; This is not an attempt at Stars or flags or smiley faces or even an agreeing response. This is venting pure and simple; something my Italian
Mother taught me.
I work in a small town grocery store. We do a lot of specialty foods and were named the gourmet store of the valley last year. I am a manager and
all employees are allowed to be activists in the matter of nutrition, food, and food additives, but no politics. All very understandable and some
people do rise to the occasion but most do not. When you are hired you are instructed to watch Food Inc., Food Matters, The World According To
Monsanto, Frankensteer, and now Fresh. Some of these films I have been finding and recommending.
Tonight a woman comes in and has selected three single bottles of beer from three different six packs, each a different label. This means, for those
of you who are not following that she has ruined the sale of three six packs of beer. They will sit in the beer cooler now awaiting the odd chance
that someone else will ruin another six of one of these labels, in which case we will then be able to use one more bottle of this ruined six pack.
The rest of the bottles will be put on special at below our cost in a grab bag of ten assorted beers. We will then repackage some of this misfit beer
again, maybe two times, as other customers
who do not work and play well with others will not enjoy the surprise of ten assorted beers but must
rip them open to see what is inside and then leave them sit.
So to enter a beer singly in today's wondrous new cash register you must hit on the touch screen 1 X 6 X Department, Beer, type in the birthdate, and
then finally enter the six pack price. Nice huh? So I look at the three labels so that I can remember them when I walk back to the beer section and
find the three prices. At which point she says; "Oh, they are all $8.59."
As a manager I am fully aware that these types of beers all went over the $9.00 mark, but even if I hadn't known I would have walked back to check
anyway, just to make her wait. It i s the only retribution I am allowed, by God I am going to have it. When I get back to the beer section, indeed
the beer is not only over $9 but each six pack is a different price. Returning to the check stand I enter the correct price for each one, all the
while hoping she says something. She does not.
What she does do is proceed to tell me how she just got back from Alaska and it turns out she wants to talk to me as if I was supposed to like her
now. Sorry too much time as a bar manager to pull that off, besides she is over the three hundred pound mark and singularly unattractive.
My roommate had another woman hesitantly ask if she could try the cherries - yeah he works there too - and he said as nicely and sincerely "Of
course." the woman ended up going to town on the cherries, then bought just a very few - so few it looked a little silly putting them on the scale.
After she left he went around to the other side and found that she had placed the pits from the cherries back onto the uneaten cherries. Hmmm,
Anyway back to my night...
A little after the attempted Beer Bamboozle, another guy comes in. This guy is weird. He only comes in at closing time, always by himself, and he
looks like a gay hillbilly. Now I do not know whether this guy is light in the loafers or not, frankly I do not care in the least, one of my friends
and co-workers is openly gay, but he isn't over the top
. I merely use this to give you a picture of what he looks like. He is young, has
really wiry long hair, a bad complexion, a really stupid looking hat, and he is a close talker and yet he is trying to act like he is really cool.
You know all up in your face, hanging in anticipation of every word.
He knows I used to live in Mississippi - 2.5 years ago - and he asks me how the economy is in Mississippi. I am already annoyed by this time and he
is in my way as I am trying to close the store. I reply that I have no idea, I am in Washington State.
"Oh, aren't you from Mississippi?"
"No i just spent twenty years there." then I relent. I will make an effort to be nice. "Did you hear about what happened in Iceland?"
"Yeah, they dismissed their fictitious debt, jailed their bankers, and their economy is now recovering."
"Yeah, they did the same thing Venezuela did with the same effect."
"Oh, it's really bad in those two countries?"
"Uh, no. those are the only two it is going well in." I am starting to feel like Stan in South Park trying to explain something simple here.
"Well Germany is doing good too though, huh?" This guy does not know an economy from a toilet plunger.
I take the time to explain what actually is happening with Germany and then I trail off to deal with the Lotto machine.
So there we have the US in microcosm. Some feel that just because they can, they should. Forget propriety - what's that? I recently had a college
student ask me - forget being considerate. I want it, I must have it, no
thought to how one's actions might affect others. And a great
portion of our citizenry would flunk if given a pop quiz on what is actually happening in our world today.
The only consolation I can find is that when these folks purchase products with Aspartame and High Fructose Genetically Modified Corn Syrup, I don't
feel so bad. Even if i explained it, they wouldn't understand.
I don't know if this will get cut or not, I can't tell, but I got it off my chest and feel a little better now.
edit on 26-7-2012 by Ittabena
because: (no reason given)