Grocery Shopping at Marc's.

Son: "Dad, what's this?"
Dad: "It's food. F-O-D-D"
(And no, I didn't misspell that, it's a direct quote.)

When I was checking out I realized that I hadn't brought my re-useable bags with me. Marc's had some of their own for sale so I bought one since I could use an extra anyways. The cashier rang it up and I didn't notice until I was putting my bags back into the cart that she didn't actually use the bag for my groceries. Instead, she placed it, by it's self, inside of a plastic bag. I wanted to laugh, or cry, or something. It was just so wrong on a number of levels.

1 comment:

  1. That's hysterical, and sad, and then back to hysterical again.

    I hate forgetting my grocery bags. Now I try to remember to bring them into the car even when I'm not grocery shopping. I want to buy these produce net-kinda-bags that I saw online that will help reduce my plastic-produce-bag-guilt