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Oct 25, 2012
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One small step for bacon and eggs……But it *IS* a step.
How good is it that Coles actually let us check out our groceries & do our own transaction! If we customers play our cards right they may eventually grant us the privilege of stacking the shelves.
And precisely what does ‘excessive’ use of sow stalls mean?
OK that’s the pigs and chickens … but what about these poor boxers?
My husband hates self service checkouts, ’cause he sees them as doing some poor school kiddies out of jobs. But I love them! I’m with you, doggie – how cool are they?!
It’s not called ‘the bagging area’ for nothing.
Free range underpants, drover’s cat?
Um JosieK wasn’t 1st dog having a lend praising the self service checkouts…? Your husband is right… I know some of said student checkout slaves… Saving for life’s essentials and adventures… I sometimes ask the checkout kid if they’re studying… The answer is usually yes, sometimes followed by some interesting details… I say let’s keep human life as human as possible… It already looks like that’s going to be a challenge…
ZUT: I’m with you. I’m even free to take out my own shopping.
In the dim and distant past I can remember, in the dim and distant past, and alongside the Beatty Avenue railway station, there was a licensed Grocer shop. They had loose biscuits in tins, Kraft soap, Spam, and tinned Danish sausages. It was run by a man with the most appalling puns, “Did you know the Japanese had entered the space race?’ Me, ‘No.’ He, ‘haven’t you noticed there’s a Nip in the air?’
And my shopping being carried to my car….Gollygollyblissbombs!
PS: Strike one lot of ‘dim and distant pasts’.
It’s a beginning for the involved and committed, hopefully there will be more.
On the subject of shopping: I try to avoid the big two but when I visit my local Woolies I often have trouble getting to products as they now have day staff stacking the shelves. Chucked a wobbly and walked out empty-handed one time when I couldn’t move for stackers.
The big WC opened in our town very close to the local butcher shop which had no parking. The big WC thoughtfully provided an underground car-park and a moving walkway and trolleys for all of the butchers customers to use. None of them shop in the big WC because none of them would buy meat under plastic in the first place. We like the big WC.
Did you know that all the animals in the butcher shop were vegetarians?
At C0les they use a staff member as a shepherd to round us up and steer us through the self-serve counters but I stick to the staffed queue even if it means waiting 10 minutes to be processed.
When the shepherd approaches I decline politely with, “No thanks, I’m protecting your jobs.”
Yes,self check-out. And student check-out staff. Story about going to the supermarket. Chortle! Outrage!
Studiously avoids comment upon the second-last frame.
Somewhere, a place for us. Someday, there’ll be a time for us.
Percy F. Pigeon of Brunswick
@Zut: stacking the shelves? Oh Frabjous day.
To those dissing self-service, just wait until they do more! Online gambling would seem to be within Woolies ambit. Line up the peanuts, bacon and bananas for a payout!
Self service checkouts are the tools of the devil! I predict there’ll be small “self-service loyalty discounts” to encourage more of us to abandon principles and surrender to our electronic overlords….
Speaking of abandoned principles Phen, have you noticed how many “brown onions” your fellow self-serve purchasers buy?
Self-service checkouts???? I boggle (yes, boggle) at this modernist claptrap. Here in rustic Castlemania (population 8 thousandish) we don’t actually have these “Coles” or “Woolies” thingys of which you speak – just a couple of IGAs (but I hear tell those trendy weirdos in nearby Kyneton have a “Safeway”).
Apropos of nothing, I have an elderly Castlemaniac friend from Cheshire who pronounces IGA as a word. He calls it Eyegarrrrrrrrrr (true).
“Do you have any meth? No? Then we’ll end on ‘place your food in this bag.'”
Every time I see unaustralian I think it is unaustralian. It needs a capital A to become an Australian unAustralian…
Next Thursday at 8.35pm SBS is screening a doco ‘Jimmy and the Giant Supermarket’. From their website:
Meatballs – Rare breed pig farmer Jimmy Doherty goes inside Britain’s biggest supermarket, Tesco, to come up with innovative ideas to produce equally cheap but higher-welfare alternatives to their best-selling meat products. In the first episode, Jimmy tries to transform Tesco’s own brand meatballs. In doing so, he spots an opportunity to tackle one of dairy farming’s biggest secrets – the killing each year of tens of thousands of male dairy calves because there’s no market for them. (From the UK) (Documentary Series) (Part 1 of 3)
I only just discovered First Dog … Awesome stuf, LOL! (literally)
WELCOME ABOARD THE GOOD SHIP ONTHEMOON MARTIN
@Zut: there’s no good comes from milking a bull.