(This article was written two years ago when venturing into a supermarket would be against my moral judgement in life)
Just happens that I went over to this brand new market the other day. I discover it most recently. You see Its been awhile since I when shopping in one. I don't like shopping generally, Oh I might stop at 7-eleven for milk or soda or something. The other day my Mon got sick so she asked me to go shopping for her and Dad and for that matter myself.
Up until them I would give Kristin, and my Mom a list of what I needed in the kitchen and off she would go. Nice Mom wouldn't you say?
So off I when to this BIG SUPER market name "VONS" This place would take you two days to get though. Pardon me but it seems to me a women's shopping dream. This store had a televisions attach to the shopping carts. With ads coming on the televisions sets.
I must have stood there for ten minutes watching the TV's commercials. Every time you would change isles a new commercial would come on the screen, Next thing you know there will be someone will come on TV telling you what to buy and not.
The security around the store was to say intense. Most likely people been stealing their TV's off the carts.
There was a traffic jam on Isle 52 so them the TV cart would tell you a different route to take to get to the Peanut Butter. I try tuning in Rush Limbaugh but no go.
Well two days later I got to cash register and this lady started to scan my cart full of groceries.
My Mon gave me a zillions of coupons to pay for everything. Started out with $125.00 and at the end of the bill. and ended up paying $83.22 cents. I can't figure how my Mon gets all those coupons.
I picture my Mom or even my wife mugging little old ladies and stealing their coupons before they walked into the store. Them my Mon told me that she gets them out of the Sunday papers. Well them Mon gets up and goes up and down the block early Sunday mornings before Church and steals everyone else coupons. Nope?
Well just a thought?
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