Quirks at the Grocery Store

I found this humorous, so I thought you might laugh with us. Because of the recent bombings in our city we have had an increase in security in many of the more populated places in town. i.e. the mall. We have to go through a metal detector and then get patted down before entering the mall. No big deal. I understand.

Today we went to Safeway to pick up some groceries for our potluck supper tonight. That’s right, I said potluck. Apparently it is an international plague sweeping from country to country. That’s right, hide your wee ones. This post may be too graphic for the shorties.

Anyway….back to Safeway...
We picked up our cart outside the store and ran by the ATM to pick up some money. The ATM is right by the main entrance in the patio area. Well, Safeway has obvisouly bumped up their security as well. They are now the proud owners of a brand new metal detector for the door. Well that’s peachy and all, but the shopping carts here are made of metal. So put this image in your mind. B and I are standing by the ATM and women after women are flowing into Safeway with the shopping carts. BEEEEEEEEP, BEEEEEEEEEP, goes the metal detector. I put my debit card in. BEEEEEEP, BEEEEEEEP goes the metal detector. I am serious. These are not just the normal, “oops I walked through and my belt buckle set it off for a split second. I am talking about loud, 2 to 3 second longs beeps. So we get our money and are ready to run through and make the machine go BEEEEEEEEP, BEEEEEEEEEP. We walk through and guess what? There isn’t a soul on the other side that is checking people. I mean I could have walked through there with a ton of explosives on me and it would have gone off, but no one was there.

I love this country. It has all the latest technology.

Arabs apparently don’t bag well either. You go to Wal-Mart in the States and the cashier tries to put your cheese in the same bag with your dryer sheets you can through a fit and its okay. If they smash your bread you can complain, but not here…oh no. No pre-hiring sacker training, no long list of do’s and don’ts. Nothing. They always seem to mix it all up smash our bread and use as many bags as possible.

We walked out of there today and I was thinking, “Man, these are a lot of bags. I didn’t think we got that much stuff.” Well turns out we didn’t. I had bought two sticks of deodorant. I found a kind of like so I bought two. You never know about availability here. You had better get it when you find it. Last week they had Fritos. This week.. yup, you guessed it. No Fritos. But, both of my deodorants were in bags by themselves. The hot sauce was a loner too. We did however get both the milks in the same bag.

Like I said before, “I love this country!”