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Sunday, February 19, 2006

A trip to the Grocery Store

What's up, people?

Okay, time for post number two. I guess this makes me an official "blogger" now, not just some chump who set up a page and did a "TEST" post and left it to die. I plan to be around for a while.

Anyhow, as the title suggests, I went to the grocery store today. Didn't have too great of a time. I grabbed a cart from the front and took it and my list around the place, looking for some stuff to stock the ol' fridge. I haven't mentioned this yet, but my parents are not vegans, so when my mom goes shopping she tends to buy stuff I won't even look at, let alone eat. She'll buy me oatmeal and trail mix now and then, but when it comes to getting my hands on some vegan cuisine that's actually GOOD, I have to take matters into my own hands.

So there I was, checking out the stuff at this grocery store, which I had never visited before, incidentally. They just opened nearby, where some hardware store used to be. I thought it would be convient having the place so close, but I discovered otherwise.

See, I hunted around all the aisles, looking for the Tofu - couldn't find it. So I asked a box boy if he can help me out, and the kid slurs at me through his braces that he was just hired and didn't know where much of anything was. He told me he'd find a manager for me but never came back. The little fucker.

So aside from a few vegetables in my cart, without the Tofu, which is one of the basic building blocks of the Vegan diet, I was going home empty-handed, pretty much. I was angry at this point and when I went to the cash (the "express" lane took FIFTEEN minutes, by the way!) I asked the check-out girl if she could get me the manager. Like the kid with the braces, she was flustered by the question. I kept forgetting that EVERYONE was new at this place and not used to procedure.

She ended up getting me a "Supervisor," who was just some 18-year-old girl. (Some unattractive 18-year-old girl, at that.) I complained to her about the Tofu and she said that someone had probably forgotten to order it. I told her this was unacceptable, and that management should be catering to ALL diets. She basically rolled her eyes at me, which set me off. I had paid for my vegetables at this point and grabbed one of the microphones at the check-out, squeezed the button and said, "Don't bother shopping in this store if you're a Vegan - you'll be disappointed!"

The microphone whined and screeched as she pulled it away from me and glared. "Leave now," she said. I did.

People stared, but I didn't give a shit. Being noticed is what it's about. :)

4 Comments:

At 7:35 AM, Blogger Amelopsis said...

Preston I sympathise with your cause and admire the courage displayed by your one man protest, but I can't say that I think your style of protest will acheive the goal of convincing the many that animals should exist for themselves and not simply to be factory farmed for the consumption of the masses.

 
At 2:22 AM, Blogger xsparklerx said...

At least the store's planning on ordering tofu? I'm living overseas and I have found tofu ONCE and it was unrefridgerated and was actually a slimy lump lol...
I love the microphone thing though. I would never have the guts to do that, nice job.

 
At 5:43 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow, what an asshole. I'm vegan too, and constantly frustrated by the lack of selection in most major grocery stores, but I don't get my jollies harassing minimum-wage "supervisors" because I'm annoyed by it. Maybe you'd understand if that BMW had been bought with the piddly paycheck you made bagging groceries for snotty yuppie assholes like yourself instead of by mommy and daddy.

 
At 4:04 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

...i wonder if eating dumb rich kids is vegan?

 

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