(Written 11/15/11 by ChristopherK2 for the Nice MDers Over 35 Blog)
I generally detest going to a supermarket, for reasons that will soon become obvious.
But the other day I broke down and went because I was out of so many things that Sheetz, CVS, and mini-marts don't sell.
It turned out to be more torture than usual. Martin's has rearranged many things since I was last there a year (?) ago, so I had to double back for stuff, ask clerks, etc. I still have no idea where the cookies are are because, frankly, I got tired of looking stupid. And even though I *tried* to minimize my costs, I knew I was going to take a big hit.
So, exasperated from it all, I finally headed to the checkout line. I *hate* checkout lines because I *always* pick the worst one, even though I'm always absolutely sure it's the very best one. There were about 10 to choose from, and I surveyed them with my usual keen eye. I noticed one that had just the current person being checked out while all the rest also had one or two other people in line. Ah AH!, I thought.
When I looked closer, it seemed EVEN better. The checkout gal was almost finished with the customer... just 3' of groceries remaining on the conveyor belt. Great! So I quickly jumped in line and started unloading my groceries, joyful that I'd SOON be finished with this ordeal. HA!
But I knew deep down that disaster was about to strike. It always does with me and checkout lines. In the past, that's included such wonders as a customer on food stamps who hadn't properly separated her groceries, a woman who near as I could tell wanted to pay in all pennies, and people with bouncing checks.
I suddenly got suspicious when the customer first pulled a credit card out of her purse and then ALSO pulled a special purse out of her bigger purse. Uh oh! Not good! No, say it isn't so! But alas, it be so. The dreaded COUPON purse!
By then I had already unpacked half my groceries from my cart, so I was toast.
I think the woman was going for at least a Personal Best if not a world record for coupon savings. But she only had the one full cart, so I thought the world record was out of the question. I asked her how much she had saved and whether it was a personal best. She said, "Just over $100, but that's not even close to a Personal Best."
I didn't inquire further. ugghhh When I was finished paying for my measly $221.04 worth of groceries, I noticed my PUNY $10.81 in "bonuscard savings." I *should* start clipping coupons, obviously. But I won't. I'm a lazy butt head.
I generally detest going to a supermarket, for reasons that will soon become obvious.
But the other day I broke down and went because I was out of so many things that Sheetz, CVS, and mini-marts don't sell.
It turned out to be more torture than usual. Martin's has rearranged many things since I was last there a year (?) ago, so I had to double back for stuff, ask clerks, etc. I still have no idea where the cookies are are because, frankly, I got tired of looking stupid. And even though I *tried* to minimize my costs, I knew I was going to take a big hit.
So, exasperated from it all, I finally headed to the checkout line. I *hate* checkout lines because I *always* pick the worst one, even though I'm always absolutely sure it's the very best one. There were about 10 to choose from, and I surveyed them with my usual keen eye. I noticed one that had just the current person being checked out while all the rest also had one or two other people in line. Ah AH!, I thought.
When I looked closer, it seemed EVEN better. The checkout gal was almost finished with the customer... just 3' of groceries remaining on the conveyor belt. Great! So I quickly jumped in line and started unloading my groceries, joyful that I'd SOON be finished with this ordeal. HA!
But I knew deep down that disaster was about to strike. It always does with me and checkout lines. In the past, that's included such wonders as a customer on food stamps who hadn't properly separated her groceries, a woman who near as I could tell wanted to pay in all pennies, and people with bouncing checks.
I suddenly got suspicious when the customer first pulled a credit card out of her purse and then ALSO pulled a special purse out of her bigger purse. Uh oh! Not good! No, say it isn't so! But alas, it be so. The dreaded COUPON purse!
By then I had already unpacked half my groceries from my cart, so I was toast.
I think the woman was going for at least a Personal Best if not a world record for coupon savings. But she only had the one full cart, so I thought the world record was out of the question. I asked her how much she had saved and whether it was a personal best. She said, "Just over $100, but that's not even close to a Personal Best."
I didn't inquire further. ugghhh When I was finished paying for my measly $221.04 worth of groceries, I noticed my PUNY $10.81 in "bonuscard savings." I *should* start clipping coupons, obviously. But I won't. I'm a lazy butt head.
7 comments:
Christopher you should clip coupons you dont know how much you can really save they sure do help me.
Don't you just hate those lines at the register. I thought it was just me that always picked the wrong line.
<< Christopher you should clip coupons... >>
One thing I'm unsure about is where to get them these days. I used to buy the Sunday Washington Post and that was my main source. But I now read that online, so that's out.
Any suggestions?
<< I thought it was just me that always picked the wrong line. >> RedSky
You're not alone! LOL If I was prone to panic, I'd probably feel that every time I approached the check out area.
Course not you have Billy to stalk
argh the dreaded coupons...
argh the dreaded coupons...
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