I'll Take The Bananas

I dislike Publix. It's a well known fact. I dislike it for many reasons. Some of these include not being able to find at least one item on the grocery list each time I go to the store. Last time I went it was turkey pepperoni, the time before that, lady fingers. Before that it was Green Chilie Sauce. You get the idea.

I don't feel like I am asking for things that are harvested from the Planet Jupiter, but sometimes they make you feel like you are. It took three people to find pine nuts. The first two didn't know what they were. Same deal with Chorizo Sausage.

Now I will admit, they did offer to bake up some baguettes while we were shopping because they were out and we wanted a loaf. And they do eventually get you what you need. But the crap you have to go through sometimes is a little retarded.

Of course my favorite part of the trip is the bagging. I am perhaps used to Wegmans process a little too much. The cashier scans and bags together. So putting things on the belt in the order you want them bagged will result in desired results. Not so with Publix because the cashier scans it and tosses it to a bagger who can choose what to put in the bag as things come to them. It's a crap shoot to see what happens with the eggs, bread, and fruit I buy. Let's not even talk about the rest of it.

So now I try to eliminate smashed bananas by just telling them, "Oh I'll take those, thanks." What would make me really happy is if I could just bag it myself. But I guess knowing what's coming makes it easier for me to deal with it when it comes around again. I know I am a little OCD in this cateogry, but since it's a weekly event that will happen for the rest of my life, not much will change it aside from winning the lotto and having other people shop for me. I can dream...