I hate shopping

I have just been to the shops. I wanted to post my Christmas cards to Merika and get a few groceries in Sainsbury's, plus drop a jacket and dress into the dry cleaner. The queue for the post office was around the shop and out into the street. It is freakin cold so no way was I going to stand there.

The dry cleaners concession inside Sainsbury's was closed! Sainsbury's was freakin crawling with people. People with school age kids too. Why aren't they at school? The queues at the till were a mile long. Anyone would think it was nearly Christmas!

Of course I manage to pick the queue with the stupid people in it. One lady who was already being served when I joined the queue was just a nightmare. So SLOOOOW. You know the kind..........

She slowly wraps everything in an extra plastic bag, then oh so slowly packs it in a carrier.....then, oh my goodness now she is rearranging the bags and getting stuff out! Then she realises that she has to pay.......I mean come on, we all have to pay, surely you have your cash or card or whatever ready to hand? No not her. She searches through her pockets, then through her handbag, then she unpacks several carriers then she realises it is in her trolley. Who puts their purse in the flipping trolley?

Of course she has coupons..........a gazillion freakin coupons. Then she is asked by the cashier “Do you have a Nectar card”? (Store loyalty card) Of course she does.........but where is it? Another few minutes passed while she searched for it. Brilliant. Does she want cash back? Oh yeah you bet your arse she wants cash back. More minutes pass...... she asks for £30 and just as the cashier is doing it she suddenly changes her mind and asks for £50. I am slowly dying! The final straw was when she asked for stamps and mobile credit but thankfully they no longer do that at the ordinary tills you have to go somewhere else. I hate freakin shopping! Too many damn stupid people out there.

When I had finally paid for my few groceries after standing for 20 minutes in the queue I notice that the dry cleaners is now open. So in I toddle. After rummaging around in my bags for the dress and jacket which were buried under the groceries I tell the man I have 2 items for dry cleaning please. He takes an age to write out the ticket and then tells me that it will be £20!!!!! You what? I don't think so. The little shop around the corner doesn't charge anything like that. I have never used this one in Sainsbury's before, just thought it would be easier. The man was not best pleased when I told him I would go to the other place. He claimed I had messed up his order book! I didn't got to the other place, I couldn't be bothered. I stuffed the wretched things on top of the shopping and trudged home.

Of course it does now mean that I shall have to go up tomorrow to get the cards posted and go to the other dry cleaners. I hate shopping, did I say that already?