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<Sigh> I need to figure out just what it is about me that makes me a magnet for stupid people and general insanity...and then destroy it!!
Only one big tale from yesterday, but it's kind of a doozy...
Cast of characters
Me:
SC1: Trashy looking black woman (unfortunately relevant...) who looked and smelled like she'd been wearing the same clothing for the last month.
Sc2: SC1's partner in crime. (husband? bf? no clue...)
KE1 & 2: Kroger employee. Poor, poor Kroger employee...
Now, I went to Kroger because it's fairly easy to get to by bus, I love the produce section and they generally have good deals. (Milk's usually cheaper there, too, AL the time!!. Ahem. Moving on.)
This week, there were a couple of sales I wanted to take advantage of, and they were also, unfortunately, the impetus for the suck.
Sale #1: 12oz blackberries, $2.88. For Houston (at least to me), that's PHENOMENAL deal. Usually its $3-4 for 6 oz of blackberries. Well, there weren't any out that I could see, so I waited near the display. SC1 and SC2 were nearby foraging through the strawberries. I saw KE1 wander past and politely flagged him down, asking if he worked in produce, and if not could he direct me to who did.
He did, and I showed him in the paper where it said there were 12 oz on sale, but there were only 6 oz containers on display. He said he'd go look into it. Came back and told me that they were out, but a truck was out back and there might be some on it, if I didn't mind waiting. I said sure, I needed to grab a few more things from the produce section, and he could find me wandering around there, and if NOT there, check the in-store starbucks because I'd be trading recipes with the barista on duty, she had a couple I wanted and vice versa.
Well, while this is going on, SC1 and 2 were mumbling to each other. I'm not paying attention, it's not really my business, but then SC1 says REALLY loudly.
"They ain't got what we want! That's FALSE ADVERTISEMENT and it's ILLEGAL!!"
Me:
And I head off to continue shopping, but she waves at me. Oh, gods, why, WHY didn't I IGNORE her?!?
SC1: Hey, you're here for the berries, too?
Me: Er...yes, they're checking in back for me right now to see if they have any.
SC1: They should have them out if they're advertised on SALE, though. WE need to demand they give us a discount.
Me: .....
SC2: They should give it to us free if they have it, and if they don't we should get some of the little ones free.
Me: .............
Well, thankfully KE1 returns and he's pushing a cart of berries! Woot! He let me pick through them to get 2 tubs of sweet, wonderful blackberries and I put them in my shopping cart and TRIED to wander away. No luck.
SC1: <Begins haranguing the employee about not having them out and blargleblargle, and then ends with> So you need to give her and US a discount!!
Me: Um, not my concern, really. I asked, they had it, they brought it to me. That's providing customer service.
SC1: But they should have had it OUT!
Me: Shit happens. stock runs out and well, employees are only HUMAN. They're not omniscient beings, or robots that know the instant when something is out of stock and needs to be refilled.
SC1: <Spluttersplutterrant>
I ignore her and walk on.
This should be the end of it...
Ha.
I make my way over to the seafood section. The other sale I wanted to take advantage of was for shrimp. "Freshwater Shrimp, 13/15 ct $7.99/lb" I like the big ones because I can toss a few into a stir fry. Mmmm...stir fry...
ANYWAYS, who should ALSO be in the seafood section. Yeah, SC1 and 2. Greeeeeat. Well, I'm looking through the bins first, before going to the counter, and hey, look! Prepackaged shrimpses! 21/25 count for $5.99/lb. Better deal, AND they're in 3-4 lb portions already. Win!
SC2: <coming up behind me, looking at packages> Hey, look, the shrimp's over here.
SC1: <comes over to the other side of me> $18!!! That's not the shrimp on sale!!
Sc2: Yeah, that ain't no $8!!
I extricate myself, and head to the seafood counter, to see what the shrimp looks like over there. If it looks good, I'll probably just grab it there, rather than the frozen bags.. While I'm there, SC2 comes lumbering up and interrupts me while I'm talking to the seafood man, KE2.
SC2: What the hell's your problem, man?? You're shrimp over there is $20, and it's supposed to be $8!!!
KE2:
Sir, I'll be with you in one moment, if you'll just--
SC2: Nu uh!! You need to fix this because we came for the $8 shrimps and you don't have them!! Them bags should be $8!!!
Me: <Muttering to myself> $8 PER POUND...
SC1: What'd she say?!?!
Me: <Oh, why do I even bother...> I SAID, it's $8 per POUND, meaning 1 POUND of shrimp is $8, as clearly advertised on the sign THERE. <I point to the sign in the case.> For the shrimp you were looking at over there, it's $5.99 per POUND, and the weights read anywhere between 2 to 4 POUNDS, so of COURSE it's going to be more than $8.
SC: you saying we stupid??
Me:...
KE2 tries to explain it to them as well, but they're deadset on claiming it's false advertising, and they should get a 4 lb bag of shrimp for $8. Plus, again, a discount for their troubles...
Me: I just shake my head, and ask KE2 for 1.5 lbs of the shrimp from the case, and if he could, portion it out into 5 oz portions for me. (If it's not busy, they'll actually do it, so I don't have to reportion it out when I get home.
)
SC2: No way you did NOT just cut in front of us!
SC1: That's rude! And racist!
Me: ... what did you just call me...?
KE2 looks at me nervously and I, at this point am glaring at the two assholes.
SC1: You heard me!! You think you can just jump in front, and treat us like trash cuz we're BLACK!!
Me: Ok, ding ding, that's it, game OVER. First of all, I was here FIRST and HE jumped in front of ME!!
SC2: No I didn't!
KE2: Yes, sir, she was here first, actually.
SC1: You stay out of this! I'm writing a letter to your manager! You're racist and you let racists shop here!
Me: <While she's bitching at KE2, I'm rummaging in my bag and yank out my cell phone. See, I've had this problem before, and saved some family photos onto a microSD card and put it on my phone.> And, for the record, wanna see my daddy?
I show them a family picture from Christmas showing my Italian, olive-toned mom with my black stepdad, his 4 kids and their 2 spouses, and his 2 grandkids, plus me and my sister who are quite glaringly white. Needless to say, we're a rather motley crew, and I don't make a distinction between calling my stepdad my stepdad. He and mama are my parents. Yes, I have a bio-dad, but stepdad's been there for me for a lot more.
SC1: <Splutters>
Me:
See, that's my mom, and that's my dad, and there's my sister and--
SC1: oh, FUCK YOU!!!
I take my shrimp from KE2 and just walk away at this point. I'm done.
I hate people...
Only one big tale from yesterday, but it's kind of a doozy...
Cast of characters
Me:
SC1: Trashy looking black woman (unfortunately relevant...) who looked and smelled like she'd been wearing the same clothing for the last month.
Sc2: SC1's partner in crime. (husband? bf? no clue...)
KE1 & 2: Kroger employee. Poor, poor Kroger employee...
Now, I went to Kroger because it's fairly easy to get to by bus, I love the produce section and they generally have good deals. (Milk's usually cheaper there, too, AL the time!!. Ahem. Moving on.)
This week, there were a couple of sales I wanted to take advantage of, and they were also, unfortunately, the impetus for the suck.
Sale #1: 12oz blackberries, $2.88. For Houston (at least to me), that's PHENOMENAL deal. Usually its $3-4 for 6 oz of blackberries. Well, there weren't any out that I could see, so I waited near the display. SC1 and SC2 were nearby foraging through the strawberries. I saw KE1 wander past and politely flagged him down, asking if he worked in produce, and if not could he direct me to who did.
He did, and I showed him in the paper where it said there were 12 oz on sale, but there were only 6 oz containers on display. He said he'd go look into it. Came back and told me that they were out, but a truck was out back and there might be some on it, if I didn't mind waiting. I said sure, I needed to grab a few more things from the produce section, and he could find me wandering around there, and if NOT there, check the in-store starbucks because I'd be trading recipes with the barista on duty, she had a couple I wanted and vice versa.
Well, while this is going on, SC1 and 2 were mumbling to each other. I'm not paying attention, it's not really my business, but then SC1 says REALLY loudly.
"They ain't got what we want! That's FALSE ADVERTISEMENT and it's ILLEGAL!!"
Me:
And I head off to continue shopping, but she waves at me. Oh, gods, why, WHY didn't I IGNORE her?!?
SC1: Hey, you're here for the berries, too?
Me: Er...yes, they're checking in back for me right now to see if they have any.
SC1: They should have them out if they're advertised on SALE, though. WE need to demand they give us a discount.
Me: .....
SC2: They should give it to us free if they have it, and if they don't we should get some of the little ones free.
Me: .............
Well, thankfully KE1 returns and he's pushing a cart of berries! Woot! He let me pick through them to get 2 tubs of sweet, wonderful blackberries and I put them in my shopping cart and TRIED to wander away. No luck.
SC1: <Begins haranguing the employee about not having them out and blargleblargle, and then ends with> So you need to give her and US a discount!!
Me: Um, not my concern, really. I asked, they had it, they brought it to me. That's providing customer service.
SC1: But they should have had it OUT!
Me: Shit happens. stock runs out and well, employees are only HUMAN. They're not omniscient beings, or robots that know the instant when something is out of stock and needs to be refilled.
SC1: <Spluttersplutterrant>
I ignore her and walk on.
This should be the end of it...
Ha.
I make my way over to the seafood section. The other sale I wanted to take advantage of was for shrimp. "Freshwater Shrimp, 13/15 ct $7.99/lb" I like the big ones because I can toss a few into a stir fry. Mmmm...stir fry...
ANYWAYS, who should ALSO be in the seafood section. Yeah, SC1 and 2. Greeeeeat. Well, I'm looking through the bins first, before going to the counter, and hey, look! Prepackaged shrimpses! 21/25 count for $5.99/lb. Better deal, AND they're in 3-4 lb portions already. Win!
SC2: <coming up behind me, looking at packages> Hey, look, the shrimp's over here.
SC1: <comes over to the other side of me> $18!!! That's not the shrimp on sale!!
Sc2: Yeah, that ain't no $8!!
I extricate myself, and head to the seafood counter, to see what the shrimp looks like over there. If it looks good, I'll probably just grab it there, rather than the frozen bags.. While I'm there, SC2 comes lumbering up and interrupts me while I'm talking to the seafood man, KE2.
SC2: What the hell's your problem, man?? You're shrimp over there is $20, and it's supposed to be $8!!!
KE2:
Sir, I'll be with you in one moment, if you'll just--SC2: Nu uh!! You need to fix this because we came for the $8 shrimps and you don't have them!! Them bags should be $8!!!
Me: <Muttering to myself> $8 PER POUND...
SC1: What'd she say?!?!
Me: <Oh, why do I even bother...> I SAID, it's $8 per POUND, meaning 1 POUND of shrimp is $8, as clearly advertised on the sign THERE. <I point to the sign in the case.> For the shrimp you were looking at over there, it's $5.99 per POUND, and the weights read anywhere between 2 to 4 POUNDS, so of COURSE it's going to be more than $8.
SC: you saying we stupid??
Me:...
KE2 tries to explain it to them as well, but they're deadset on claiming it's false advertising, and they should get a 4 lb bag of shrimp for $8. Plus, again, a discount for their troubles...
Me: I just shake my head, and ask KE2 for 1.5 lbs of the shrimp from the case, and if he could, portion it out into 5 oz portions for me. (If it's not busy, they'll actually do it, so I don't have to reportion it out when I get home.
)SC2: No way you did NOT just cut in front of us!
SC1: That's rude! And racist!
Me: ... what did you just call me...?
KE2 looks at me nervously and I, at this point am glaring at the two assholes.
SC1: You heard me!! You think you can just jump in front, and treat us like trash cuz we're BLACK!!
Me: Ok, ding ding, that's it, game OVER. First of all, I was here FIRST and HE jumped in front of ME!!
SC2: No I didn't!
KE2: Yes, sir, she was here first, actually.
SC1: You stay out of this! I'm writing a letter to your manager! You're racist and you let racists shop here!
Me: <While she's bitching at KE2, I'm rummaging in my bag and yank out my cell phone. See, I've had this problem before, and saved some family photos onto a microSD card and put it on my phone.> And, for the record, wanna see my daddy?
I show them a family picture from Christmas showing my Italian, olive-toned mom with my black stepdad, his 4 kids and their 2 spouses, and his 2 grandkids, plus me and my sister who are quite glaringly white. Needless to say, we're a rather motley crew, and I don't make a distinction between calling my stepdad my stepdad. He and mama are my parents. Yes, I have a bio-dad, but stepdad's been there for me for a lot more.
SC1: <Splutters>
Me:
See, that's my mom, and that's my dad, and there's my sister and--SC1: oh, FUCK YOU!!!
I take my shrimp from KE2 and just walk away at this point. I'm done.
I hate people...
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