I can't stand supermarkets - people with unruly children poking me in the head with a plastic sword as they sailed past perched on the trolley, the tiny one with the metal basket as big as he was that belted me on the shin, the sour faced lady that told me (yes, told me) to move away from the cards as her wheelchair bound mother wanted to look, impatient people at checkouts rudely try to push you off the end with their trolleys before you're finished even though you're packing as fast as you can ..and then you find you left your card in the machine in your haste ...I told the last two to back off and wait their turn as I had because my money was as good and hard earned as theirs was, and I also had pressing matters to attend to! The look of shock on their faces, and the knowing smile on the checkout lady's faces said it all
In the interests of sanity, I avoid them at all costs if possible now. ...and by shopping in-store, did you ever work out how many times you pick each item up before it ends up on your plate? ...aw, don't get me upset about supermarket shopping!
You love it really.