Published on 12, July, 2020
Their are many things about supermarkets I dislike.
Things like the car park, the layout of and constant rearranging of the layout, people not being prepared to pay for their comestibles after waiting in the queue and then waiting until everything is rung up before hunting for their purse, the long queues, far too much choice in brands of goods. But my gripe today is about bread.
There is always plenty of sliced bread. But I don't like sliced bread except to toast. I like a nice fresh bakery loaf. Most times.I bake a loaf myself using a breadmaker. Bit with no yeast I found myself looking in the supermarket a full two hours before it closed both last night and today
And what did I find? The instore bakery had sliced all of a full score of loaves, both wholemeal and white leaving no loaves uncut. When I asked about this, I was told they 'have to' slice the loaves when they have finished the day's baking which put me close to meltdown. it does not make any sense to me as I am sure that many other customers would also prefer an unsliced loaf. I refuse to have a sliced loaf. I like my bread cut three inches thick so I can delight in the texture of the fluffy inner, feeling it melt away in my mouth. If I want sliced bread there is plenty of choice of sliced loaves, and I am quite capable of cutting it myself. Even a loaf sliced from the bakery loaf tastes totally different when it is cut into half inch thick slices rather than the chunks I like.
On both occasions they have lost a customer and I made do with a bowl of shredded wheat instead. And I will get some.yeast and continue continue to bake my own bread which will only be sliced at tje point of eating, and I can savour the flavour of a nice chunky piece.
What do others find annoying about supermarkets,, or is there anyone who thinks supermarkets are like Mary Poppins, practically perfect in every way.
I dread supermarkets. From the shout outs on the loud speakers that I half miss then worry just incase there was some thing I should have done or heard, to the continuous music, to the person who starts to whistle - this is particularly bad for me as I find it painful. Then you have the pickers who are doing others shopping with those massive carts that make me loose my balance when they go past. The horrendous smell of meat and fish competing with perfume/aftershave or worse still body odour/smokers. By the time I make it to the till I am often very worked up. The tills them self offer a whole new kind of hell. First if you are unlucky you have the shopper behind you who think its ok to start moving your shopping up - after you have spent ages picking and digging for the least touched items in the first place. Yes I do leave gaps in my shopping but I like to see what I have and plan how I am going to bag it so that I can get it home safely and unpack it in the best order possible. Then you get trapped. The one in front is yapping to the person at the till, you have got in line and the next person has come up behind. I HATE the places. I have be banned from one shop for an out burst because in the bakery part people were picking up the bread rolls with their bare hands and putting them back down, and being a germ a phobe it all became just too much for me.