Parsnips
This post doesn't actually have anything to do with my website. Sorry about that people.
When I was 18 and studenting I worked at a Beefeater Restaurant. I remember one day when Head Office sent down a whole load of laminated A4 posters, with pictures of food on them and a label. For example, a picture of a Banana with 'Banana' written underneath it, then another with a picture of some Red Onions with 'Red Onions' written underneath. There was one for pretty much every type of food we had in the chiller. The idea was to help people who didn't know what certain types of food looked like - when they were told to go and get a banana they could check to see what one was. And I thought that this was the most insulting, patronising, needless initiative ever.
However, I did my shopping at Tesco today and had to talk through with the girl at the checkout what half of my fruit and vegetables were.
Her: "What are these?"
Me: "Parsnips"
Her: "Sorry again, but these?"
Me: "They are swedes"
Her "And these weird things?"
Me: "They would be Mangos."
Weird. I bet she can name everyone in the Big Brother house though.
posted by beforethirty @ 4:06 PM
8 Comments:
idiocy is quite sweet really - at my local supermarket they seem to employ demics of the highest order - not just stupid people, but stupid AND nosey.
"good evening sir, how was your day?"
"fine thanks"
"ah lovely, did you do anything nice?"
"work"
"ah lovely, and what work do you do sir?"
"work work"
"ah lovely, do you need help packing your bags?"
"please leave me alone"
maybe I just dont like talking to people. I am from London after all.
what annoys me about supermarkets is when they chuck the stuff down at you extra fast when you're packing, that next time you think, "yeah i would like a hand packing". Or perhaps I could hold the bags open and the assistants could slam dunk my eggs into the bag for me! 3 points, and maybe some high- fives aswell!
something else annoying are old dears who queue up and wait until the checkout matey says "that's $17.43 please" and THEN they get their tiny leather effect purse out and scramble around for vouchers and shrapnel to pay. Why they couldn't be doing that in the queue i just don't know.
and people who have 11 items and go through the '10 items or less' aisle.
now that is simply not on.
oops, i do that, sometimes
i go now.
have a nice day
totally off the subject, im looking for some assurance! shit is funny yeah? literally, it is humerous..i think! when walking my dog and it takes a dump, i have the odd comment to the missus, such as "oh is he growing another tail there..." or "i have to admit, thats longer than my cock" that kind of thing! she is purely disgusted by it, is it me, or is that type of thing just funny?
Why are you shoping at Tesco's anyway!!!!!!!
Hopefully the checkout operative was part of an infiltration team aiming to bring down a morally vacuous company from the inside.
"SHOPLIFTERS OF THE WORLD UNITE ON TAKE OVER"
SJ X
Whilst some people do not know their veggies from their arses at the other end of the spectrum is that middle-class melange "ratatouille"! Now what i want to know is - what is ratatouille all about?! Can anybody help me? I mean, in this great firmament and wonderment that is the universe what is the meaning of ratatouille??
Cheers
Having previously worked on a checkout at a supermarket I can tell you exactly why the food is sent down the conveyor at express pace....I tended to speed up when confronted by rude individuals such as the first guy who posted a comment. Its not a great job at the best of times but small victories such as cracked eggs and chicken blood over fresh bread makes it all worth while.
"Having previously worked on a checkout at a supermarket I can tell you exactly why the food is sent down the conveyor at express pace....I tended to speed up when confronted by rude individuals such as the first guy who posted a comment. Its not a great job at the best of times but small victories such as cracked eggs and chicken blood over fresh bread makes it all worth while."
I bet you knew what a parsnip was though.
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