I have an awful experience every time I shop at this one particular store on the Drive.  Their cheese comes in plain brown paper, which is the only reason I still go there, but come to the counter and my blood pressure always starts to rise; I’ve tried to have numerous unsuccessful and unpleasant conversations with the ladies there about their plastic bags- both grocery and produce.

Yesterday I was stuck behind a woman who had chosen to bag every single item she had purchased.  One avocado:one bag.  One onion:one bag.  Times all her million items I was forced to stare at as they were placed in the larger, bright orange, plastic bags.  I started to feel sick to my stomach.  Who does this lady think she is?!  It was one of the more blatant abuses of bags I had ever encountered.

Fidgeting.  Heart pounding.  Do I say something?  What is the right thing to do here? What. Is. The. Right. Thing.

I copped out and instead ranted to the unsuspecting person behind me in line.  Whilst stunned, in agreement.  And while that made me feel a little better, I walked out the store feeling like I let the future down.

So, friends.  Shall we develop a simple spoken message that delivers the point in a non-threatening manner?  Or, shall I make a card that you can quietly pass to someone on the way out?  Or, do we stew silently in our disappointment and disgust?  Other ideas?

 

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