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.”
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….
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).
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)
23 thoughts on “Australia’s pigs and chickens sort of say thanks”
drmick
October 25, 2012 at 3:18 pmThe 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?
zut alors
October 25, 2012 at 3:39 pmAt 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.”
Percy Pigeon
October 25, 2012 at 5:04 pmYes,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
Mike Smith
October 25, 2012 at 5:19 pm@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!
Phen
October 25, 2012 at 6:02 pmSelf 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….
Plonkoclock
October 25, 2012 at 7:18 pmSpeaking of abandoned principles Phen, have you noticed how many “brown onions” your fellow self-serve purchasers buy?
Andrew L
October 25, 2012 at 7:51 pmSelf-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).
rubiginosa
October 25, 2012 at 7:51 pm“Do you have any meth? No? Then we’ll end on ‘place your food in this bag.'”
Kevin Tyerman
October 26, 2012 at 3:00 amEvery time I see unaustralian I think it is unaustralian. It needs a capital A to become an Australian unAustralian…
zut alors
October 26, 2012 at 12:10 pmNext 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)