Why is it that some branches of big stores just don't work for the shopper?




NO LONGER A PLEASURE

 

When has shopping been a pleasant experience?
I'm not really sure, but the reason why
My blood pressure elevates the moment
I set foot inside this hallowed trader's doors,
Can easily be understood upon reflection
About this morning's shopping escapade:
First was an excounter with an isle hogger
Who blocked our passage time and time again.
Then a rather large motorised invalid chair
With supermarket trolley attached behind,
Piloted by an equally large person who
Instead of requesting help, barked commands
At nearby shoppers like, "Get me one of those"(*)
(Fat arm and finger aimed at a higher shelf."
The relief of getting outside - after the usual
Kettling process of forcing us into a queue
Like cattle queueing for their turn
At the cash taking abattoire - was broken
By a group of evangelistic members
Of the French Communist Party, whose greivance
Was multi-faceted and explained to us
By a sweet old lady ... with a chip on her shoulder.
A rather large chip I am drawn to say...
Finally I sat in our car and breathed
A sigh of relief, before re-entering
The traffic madhouse of old Bergerac.

 

(*) donne-m'en un de ceux-là !


© Griffonner 2024





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Written on 2024-12-18 at 00:07

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
indeed a nice one and i agree as to why i cant seem to shop in big stores at all. I find it very uniformly dull.
2024-12-19


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A hilariously awful tale. I've encountered most of these affronts both as a consumer and as the beaten-down servant who works in one of these places four days a week. We do not suffer evangelists of any sort here, as property rights are absolute. Store managers run them off, except for the Salvation Army's ubiquitous bell ringers.
2024-12-18


Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi Allen.
I live 15 minutes away from a supermarket,
20 minutes if I take the car. Another 5 minutes
while I hunt for a disability spot for my wife.
We also get carelled into a que like cattle,
It seems it's the same all over.
2024-12-18


arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
It would seem that every large chain hosts its version of this escapade! There’s the burgeoning of entitlement and the demise of charity and sense of community, courtliness and courtesy. An exquisite depiction of the “kettling process” and “cash-taking abattoir” all sorts of “evangelistic members” and not to miss out on those chips on varied shoulders! A lamentable scene that won’t escape Cyrano’s sensibilities.
2024-12-18