Saturday, August 11, 2012

~* Paper or Plastic? *~

I'm going to take a minute to vent.

I don't have many complaints about Fort Bragg. I don't actually go on post for much. The gym, the commissary, and the occasional FRG meeting, so I consider myself lucky that this is my biggest complaint. Ready for it??


These people ruin my grocery trips. I am admittedly OCD. I put items in my cart in a way that makes sense- cold stuff with cold stuff, boxed stuff with boxed stuff, meats with meats, fruits with fruits, etc. I then put my items on the conveyor belt in the same way. Not simply because I am OCD, but because that's how I would like them bagged. I don't get the option to bag my own groceries, so I try to make it as dummy-proof as possible.

So when I look at my bags, some packed to overflowing, some ripped. some with one small item in them, some with meat and fruit in the same bag...well, I get freakin' upset. These people expect me to tip them for this?!?!  You've got to be joking. There are a zillion people in this town who would give an arm for a job on post, and these people can't even pretend to have a clue about what they are getting paid to do. And they have the nerve to look insulted when I don't leave any cash in the tip basket.

Now, I'm sure some people are wondering "Well, why don't you just bag your own damn groceries, then?". Believe me, folks, I'd love to. However, I'm never given the option, and the conveyor belt always starts running while I'm scrambling for my ID and completely unfocused on making the request that could rescue my morning. I just wish instead of asking "Paper or plastic?", someone would ask "Hey lady, wanna do this yourself?".
" Don't place your better days in the future."