This is kind of long and I really need your feedback on it. The incident happened on Friday (8/31) and I find I'm still having some physical and mental fallout over it.
My sister was grocery shopping and bought 4 roasting chickens for me. The plan was to smoke one and grind the others up for cooking chili and the like, with one going to feed my dog who has severe congestive heartfailure and must have salt-free food. I'm a severe salt restriction as well (important.)
I had the chicken ready to smoke and glanced at the ingredient lable as I threw it away. Thank God I noticed that every serving contains 25% of the sodium for the day! I could have made myself sick and possibly killed my little dog. I was upset and took the chickens back to Big Why for a refund. I also thought it was important to get across how dangerous putting so much hidden sodium in a food could be.
I asked for the manager and a big important looking man came out. I did my best to tell him that so much sodium was bad and he cut me off and asked if I hadn't ever learned to read a food label. He was so rude that I lost my temper and slapped my hand down on the label and said "Listen to me!" He said "I'm done listening to you!" Now I was really mad and pointed my finger and said "No you need to listen!" I'm sure I got louder but I was in no way yelling, cursing or causing a scene. He stepped back and flung his arm out and demanded "Get out of my store or I will call the police!"
I was astounded and for a moment considered letting him do it, but I saw that he had an ugly look on his face and thought the better of it. I asked "what about my money back." He glared at me: "If you want your money back -- ask Obama for it!"
I realized that he wasn't too tightly wrapped at that moment and he looked like he was going to have a stroke. I think I said something brilliant like "My God you're a Republican." and I headed for the door. I had to pass the entrace to the service desk and I looked up to see him coming at me. He was either just out of the desk area, or almost out when I passed him and the look on his face scared the crap out of me. I shoved my cart out the door and hurried to my car looking back a couple of times to see if he was following me. I was upset enough so that I forgot to put the chicken back in the car and didn't notice until I got home. I thought about going back to get them but honestly felt that he would have me arrested for littering.
When I got home I was shaking. My sister is my roomie and I told her what happened. She works retail and of course was horrified. I thought I'd blow it off and contact Big Why corporate and complain. I find I'm not blowing it off. My fibromyalgia kicked in big time and I was in pain all weekend. I am now having trouble sleeping and have not slept past 4am since this happened. I keep waking it up thinking about it. It was weird because I went shopping at another grocery yesterday and I kept feeling like I needed to look over my shoulder. I left without getting everything just because I was nervous. I'm getting irritated with myself because he did not attack me, but I think my brain really thought he was going to and I seem to be stuck feeling like there is a threat somewhere. People have been telling me to contact an attorney. I don't know what to do. I just know that all I intended to do was to return a few chickens.
My sister was grocery shopping and bought 4 roasting chickens for me. The plan was to smoke one and grind the others up for cooking chili and the like, with one going to feed my dog who has severe congestive heartfailure and must have salt-free food. I'm a severe salt restriction as well (important.)
I had the chicken ready to smoke and glanced at the ingredient lable as I threw it away. Thank God I noticed that every serving contains 25% of the sodium for the day! I could have made myself sick and possibly killed my little dog. I was upset and took the chickens back to Big Why for a refund. I also thought it was important to get across how dangerous putting so much hidden sodium in a food could be.
I asked for the manager and a big important looking man came out. I did my best to tell him that so much sodium was bad and he cut me off and asked if I hadn't ever learned to read a food label. He was so rude that I lost my temper and slapped my hand down on the label and said "Listen to me!" He said "I'm done listening to you!" Now I was really mad and pointed my finger and said "No you need to listen!" I'm sure I got louder but I was in no way yelling, cursing or causing a scene. He stepped back and flung his arm out and demanded "Get out of my store or I will call the police!"
I was astounded and for a moment considered letting him do it, but I saw that he had an ugly look on his face and thought the better of it. I asked "what about my money back." He glared at me: "If you want your money back -- ask Obama for it!"
I realized that he wasn't too tightly wrapped at that moment and he looked like he was going to have a stroke. I think I said something brilliant like "My God you're a Republican." and I headed for the door. I had to pass the entrace to the service desk and I looked up to see him coming at me. He was either just out of the desk area, or almost out when I passed him and the look on his face scared the crap out of me. I shoved my cart out the door and hurried to my car looking back a couple of times to see if he was following me. I was upset enough so that I forgot to put the chicken back in the car and didn't notice until I got home. I thought about going back to get them but honestly felt that he would have me arrested for littering.
When I got home I was shaking. My sister is my roomie and I told her what happened. She works retail and of course was horrified. I thought I'd blow it off and contact Big Why corporate and complain. I find I'm not blowing it off. My fibromyalgia kicked in big time and I was in pain all weekend. I am now having trouble sleeping and have not slept past 4am since this happened. I keep waking it up thinking about it. It was weird because I went shopping at another grocery yesterday and I kept feeling like I needed to look over my shoulder. I left without getting everything just because I was nervous. I'm getting irritated with myself because he did not attack me, but I think my brain really thought he was going to and I seem to be stuck feeling like there is a threat somewhere. People have been telling me to contact an attorney. I don't know what to do. I just know that all I intended to do was to return a few chickens.


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