As I approached the counter at my local supermarket with no less than seven items the lady serving me the items candidly asked me if I required a bag...
It seems that this world is needlessly dominated by ridiculous questions... The kind of questions which make
you wonder if the person opposite you actually has some form of logical comprehension...
In what world would seven items not constitute the acquisition of a bag!? If I don't want one I always joke, "no I'm trying to save the world one bag at a time"
Todays guilty culprit was...Sainsbury's
What do they expect me to do? Juggle my items down the street back to my house? Do they expect me to strategically place my items one by one moving them up the road and then running back to gather another one of my items while risking theft or something rolling into the gutter...
So for the record... Yes, Sainsbury's I do require a bag...
I'm just a two foot tall wombat, living his life and travelling the world. I started out scouring the city of London for a positive news story... I gave up! We live in a world where Ricky Martin has more followers than the Dalai Lama! This is truly an unjust world! So I became the sort of English teacher who saw himself as a wombat dressed like Che Guevara and started writing a blog of gripes, political problems and general stories...which is sort of a diary I suppose.... sort of.
Wednesday, 31 August 2011
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