Well, we tried it, gave it our best shot but NEVER AGAIN! After Marilyn's trip to the doctor, we called into JJ's coffee shop for lunch and thoroughly enjoyed it. Woolworths looked busy but we weren't intimidated; after all, we were used to shopping there when we lived in Mowbray. I pushed the trolley and Marilyn carried the list.
Have I said it already? NEVER AGAIN. I'd forgotten how obnoxious some people can be, using their trolleys as weapons to get to the shelves first. And, we don't know where anything else is any more. Marilyn asked one poor fellow stacking the shelves where we could find Bubble and Squeak. When he looked blank, she just said it louder. It reminded me of the Fawlty Towers sketch where Manuel couldn't understand what Basil was saying. I expected the poor shelf-stacker in Woolworths to use the famous line Que? But I think he was Nepalese, not Spanish.
We've decided we'll accept our limitations, let our fingers do the walking (as I said yesterday), and let Coles do the hard work. Because of our sacrifice several people have jobs: the person who follows our list and collects the stuff from the shelves, the chick who checks it out, and the fellow who delivers it to our door. The delivery man, especially, deserves our support. he is an older bloke, very cheerful and loves dogs.
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