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?