There... I said it. I've always heard that admitting one's problems are the first step to recovery, so I'll admit that I have a problem when it comes to purchasing objects of sustenance. The whole experience just sucks as far as I'm concerned.
First of all, the designers of the grocery stores should be ashamed of themselves. I think they make it their goal to make the aisles as narrow as humanly possible, just to cause those "whoops, I almost just killed you with my shopping cart" moments. I hate the fact that if I stop to read the label on a can of green beans, I'm going to cause a traffic pile-up that would make Atlanta proud. The only reason I can think that they do this is so that they can shove as much crap as possible into the store, which leads right into my next problem.
I CAN NEVER FIND ANYTHING! Either I haven't figured out how things are organized, or they're organized very poorly. I'm going with the latter. There's always at least one item on my grocery list that I just give up on, because my only hope of finding it is by going down every aisle, and thus having to endure at least 20 of the aforementioned 12 cart pile-ups. When I was in Wal-Mart (the most egregious offender) the other day, I had my heart set on a can of mixed nuts. The wondrous combination that is cashews, walnuts, and salt cannot be denied. Anyway, I looked for a solid ten minutes, and all I could find was baking nuts, which looked neither salty nor delicious. So I gave up, and I'm still nutless. Well, sort of...
So, once I've not found all my items and avoided the hazards, it's time to check out and go home, right? Wrong! I have to wait for the one checkout lane out of eighteen that is actually open. And if I'm lucky enough to be at a store with self-checkout, I get the pleasure of standing behind someone with three teeth and limited reading skills who either can't figure out where the "pay now" button is or what it does, maybe both if they're Bama fans.
I guess I shouldn't say too much, though. I'm willing to admit that I'm also grocerally challenged, and I'm 12 miserable steps away from recovery...
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Hey Andy, usually the mixed nuts would be in the salty row (ie with the chips). Grocery shopping is an art you must learn, then master. It helps if you use the same store for a couple of years, then you start to learn where they keep all the odd stuff. If you are in a jam, ask for help, I haven't met anyone who had their head bitten off by the guy who was stocking when they asked him a question (it gave him a break from stocking...and causing aforementioned pileups)
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