So, having not learned my lesson from my last experience at the sucky grocery store, I stop at another location last night because I'm going to make ramen tonight. Not the toss the powered stuff over it and pretend it's ramen, but real ramen (shiitake mushrooms are soaking in the hot water right now to make the dashi broth), and I know that this store has them, vs the smaller store by my house.
I get the items I need - shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoots, water chestnuts, baby corn and for the heck of it, extra ramen noodles. I also pick up a few other items since I'm there and we're out.
As my items are being rung up, the courtesy clerk decides to start reading out lout all the items I have. After the fourth item, I ask him to stop.
Me: Please don't do that. I don't need everyone knowing what it is I'm buying.
CC: Why? They're interesting.
Me: That's nice, I'm glad you're impressed. Can you please keep your thoughts to yourself.
The courtesy clerk gives me the patented and trademarked cat-butt face and I think as a way to get back at me bags my stuff in the following manner: one loaf of bread with a couple packs of ramen, a second loaf of bread with another few packs of ramen, the cans of bamboo shoots, water chestnets, baby corn and some more ramen and the cold cuts in a bag all their own.
Seeing him do this, I shake my head and go to find a manager after I'm done to complain. The manager just did the fish mouth thing along with "well..uh.." the whole time. I just shook my head and walked off.
I've already complained once to the corporate office and I don't honestly want to complain again, but if I have to I have to. I already found out that the guy who made the comment he did was a manager. I guess I'm going to have to spend a little more time and drive a little further to DDD's store from now on.
I get the items I need - shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoots, water chestnuts, baby corn and for the heck of it, extra ramen noodles. I also pick up a few other items since I'm there and we're out.
As my items are being rung up, the courtesy clerk decides to start reading out lout all the items I have. After the fourth item, I ask him to stop.
Me: Please don't do that. I don't need everyone knowing what it is I'm buying.
CC: Why? They're interesting.
Me: That's nice, I'm glad you're impressed. Can you please keep your thoughts to yourself.
The courtesy clerk gives me the patented and trademarked cat-butt face and I think as a way to get back at me bags my stuff in the following manner: one loaf of bread with a couple packs of ramen, a second loaf of bread with another few packs of ramen, the cans of bamboo shoots, water chestnets, baby corn and some more ramen and the cold cuts in a bag all their own.
Seeing him do this, I shake my head and go to find a manager after I'm done to complain. The manager just did the fish mouth thing along with "well..uh.." the whole time. I just shook my head and walked off.
I've already complained once to the corporate office and I don't honestly want to complain again, but if I have to I have to. I already found out that the guy who made the comment he did was a manager. I guess I'm going to have to spend a little more time and drive a little further to DDD's store from now on.
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