Grocery Store Madness

For me, one of the most irritating places on Earth is the grocery store. Or as some woman in line with me at Wal-Mart once called it, the food store. I don't like going grocery shopping, and I especially despise having to drag it all home with me when I am done. But the buck doesn't stop there. I have to put it all away when I get home, which in our apartment, is another whole project in itself.

The main reason I don't like the grocery store is the unintelligible setup. Yesterday, I walked the length of Kroger three times looking for breadcrumbs. Any logical person would think to look in the "Baking Needs" aisle, where they have oils and spices. Why else would you need breadcrumbs? You certainly don't just eat dinner with a side of breadcrumbs. They are just about as important as pepper, so do explain to me the logic in putting them in the pasta and spaghetti sauce aisle?

I'm not sure about the other Krogers lurking around this city but I don't understand why they need to separate things like deodorant, makeup and shampoo from band-aids and Ibuprofen. So in addition to the pacing for breadcrumbs, I scoured the wrong section again just to find the deodorant. The Kroger near me has an entire section at the front of the store dedicated to hygiene but you can't find deodorant there. Nope, it is secretly lodged in it's own aisle between "Household Needs" and "Cereals."

While I complain about the misplacement of items in the grocery store, I am thankful that they provide you with shopping carts while you try to live in the mind of a stocker and wonder where you would be if you were breadcrumbs. I believe the person who invented shopping carts was really thinking about those people like me who just get sore and frustrated from carrying everything you're going to eat for a week. I'm not sure I would ever go grocery shopping if all I had was a basket. After several aisle races, things like milk get heavy.

Which brings me to my next favorite part about grocery stores: the parking lot. If you're going to use a cart, think about how much energy you just saved from having to carry everything. So just use a bit of that saved energy and put the cart back where it belongs. Do not push it into that parking spot I'm about to pull into, yes, you who thinks I'm not watching. Do it and I just might go inside and relocate some basic items for you, so you get to spend your next shopping trip running all over the store.

Back in Black...and Gold

Last month I graduated from Virginia Commonwealth University with a Bachelor's in Mass Communications and it got me wondering...why am I not communicating? So here's my solution: a blog.

I kept a blog during my internship/travels/adventures in Switzerland. I really do miss entertaining my family and friends. This time I want to entertain everyone because I like relating to people and making them laugh. So here's my blog, enjoy.