The straw before the straw
The little things are getting on my nerves lately. I suspect it's related to lack of exercise. Today, a very little thing about sent me over the edge. I was grocery shopping. On my list were the item eggs. Eggs is probably too strong for what I want. I really just want "egg". I think I've used an egg in the last three months. It was time for another. I'm willing to plop down $1.50 for one egg and 5 eggs that will have unrealized potential, which is really doubling their unrealized potential. First they are not baby chickens and then they are not brownies. The eggs that pick me end up seriously down on the actualization scale. If there is an actualization scale.
I looked around at the eggs and saw the various dozen egg holders. Now, back in the day, the last time I bought eggs, I could tear one of those dozen containers to make two six-egg single-guy friendly egg carrying cases with extra ventilation. I ripped and clawed and eventually came up with one this time. It was a lot harder than I remembered. As I was being checked out, the checker paused and looked at the eggs. She was new, so I didn't think much of it until she said, "Did you rip this? Because we don't sell them like that."
I nervously laughed and said, "You should."
She called her manager over and he looked at them too. He wasn't new, but by then I was embarrassed and unable to get my words out. He said, "We don't sell these."
I wanted to eloquently state that I had no $#%@%$# use for 12 eggs, but all he got was my sheepish grin. At about that same moment he opened up my six eggs and noticed one was broken. "One is broken," he told me. "Give it to him for a dollar," he sighed. The checker confirmed that I still wanted the 5 good eggs and 1 broken one.
I should have cried out, "HECK YES! That puts me closer to my actual egg need," but instead there was vigorous head-shaking.
Epilogue: I have emailed my displeasure to Safeway. I am trying to decide whether next time I should buy 12 eggs and then drop 11 of them on the floor, along with a note that says, "bring back the six." It will be in lowercase letters because they are ominous.
3 comments:
How about buying the liquid eggs, take out what you need and then freeze individual portions of 1/4 cup (1 egg) and you won't have to buy eggs for a year or more! Problem solved - back to playing frisbee! Love you!
Your practical Aunt Marilyn
Or you could just introduce more eggs into your weekly menu - they're easy to cook. You could even pull a Rocky and eat them raw.
I realize your dismay at the too-large portion of eggs, but it never would have occurred to me a store would allow me to arbitrarily determine my own serving size. If nothing else, I would be worried about just what happened to you - when you hit a store clerk with something unexpected, or with a product that isn't in the computer, they tend to react poorly.
How was the soccer game?
Sound advice... all things I will consider. Yet somehow the grudge inside still won't quite go away.
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