Three issues in 24 hours!
- If it isnt bad enough trying to cope with a 4 year old and a 6 week old fighting our way down the street in which everyone seems to have a problem that I have a pram yes a PRAM and not a pushchair (apparently I must look like an alien being the way they look at me)then I finally get to Somerfields and stand in the huge lunchtime queue for 4 pints of milk when they finally call me forward 'til number one please'. There is no room to give the milk over to the man on the til as til number two has two elderly shoppers trying to get their shopping together as they dont have any room either as the tils are too close together to get in an anorexic let alone a mother, pram and 4 year old and two pensioners ! And the man on the til says sorry we only take cash on this til AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGG luckily I had cash and wasnt even intending to use a card but fancy having a cash only til during the lunchtime rush.
- Then the ASDA shop arrives by van in the afternoon a very polite lovely young man delivers the shopping and off he goes. Forgetting to mention which of the pile of bags now dumped on the drive has the ice cream in it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then having finally put away all the monthly shop I find that that the picker in the supermarket has taken it upon themselves to give me 2 rotten onions (hand picked I may add), gluten free rusks, cheese with ham in it, light malt vinegar, the list goes on. Suffice as to say I didnt want rotten onions, or gluten free rusks, just normal ones, I didnt want ham in my cheese or I would have ordered it and who for god sake has light vinegar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Having telephoned ASDA I find out that they had substitued these items even tho I have DO NOT SEND ME SUBSTITUES on my account! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!
- Me and the baby popped into Sainsburys this morning for all the things that were missed off of our monthly shop by ASDA yesterday so I had about 5-10 items in the trolley. Completely knackared without much sleep since having son by section god only knows what I looked like. I started to put my things on the conveyor belt, son screaming to be breast fed doing the wall of death, and the ubrupt, stroppy til lady says "do you have a lot of shopping in that trolley" I say "oh sorry i didnt know you were closing I didnt see any sign" she says "I am not this is the fast track and basket isle!" I say "sorry I didnt see the signs where are they" she carps "Above your head and THERE!" pointing to a sign wedged into the magasine rack...... with a shrug she intimated that I could carry on and then proceeded to huff and puff (probably Henry screaming) and THROW my stuff down the end.... ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
Well I am home now and needed to vent before I go and cry and scream along with Henry!
BLOODY SUPERMARKETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!