I hate going to a supermarket and not being able to find anything. But what is worst is going to one often enough to become familiar with their layout only to return the next week to find everything moved again. It's like you're playing hide and seek every other week
When just as you get used to how the store is laid out, they change everything.
Really big supermarkets do my head in - too much stuff, too much visual stimulus! I don't have a car so I would find it difficult to use the really big ones in my area anyway, because they're all out of town. But even if I did drive I probably wouldn't use the big stores. I think the problem is that for me, the types of things they sell in the large stores are mostly redundant. We cook most of our food from scratch and we don't actually need to go to a place where you can get 200 varieties of Pot Noodle. (I don't know if there *are* 200 varieties of Pot Noodle, but you get my drift.)
I actually shop at small independent butchers and greengrocers for most of my meat and fruit/veg - they're cheaper and the stuff is often better quality, and more locally sourced. Supermarkets are for things like marmalade, coffee, Marmite, curry paste, cooking oil etc.
On a busy weekend morning and we are in a hurry to get our shopping done, the isles are packed, and someone has left their cart in the middle of the isle and walked away to get something far down the isle. Makes me nuts.
What really drove me nuts once was when I was buying sliced ham at the deli and got served by a 30 year old with seriously bad achne. Even though he had a glove over his face, it just wasn't a good sight
I felt a need to tackfully ask him if the Health Inspector had approved his use in the deli section and if he felt that he should be wearing gloves on his hands as well?
Whats with those racks at the cashout.Like as if we forgot to buy tons of chocolate and magazines. I passed a whole aisle of them, now why would i want to get more at the checkout and go from cashier to cashier until I find the right one. oops there goes my spot in the queue.Duh.
Its like theres this marketing conspiracy to herd us towards the exit where the items get smaller and smaller in case theres space left in your basket.
You might not have forgotten to buy chocolate (especially if you didn't want any in the first place ), but your children, if you have any and they're with you, will no doubt pull your sleeve, point and go, "Dad, Dad, I want a Kinder Surprise!"
I hate the new self service thingy. It's forever trying to accuse you of putting stuff in your bag without scanning it! and instead of having checkout staff they now have 'fixing the stupid self service thingy' staff. Waste of time!
Thought I'd come back and say what I do like about supermarkets. Automatic revolving doors. I like playing with them. Others shoppers don't. Nor the security guys. But I sure like racing at them - then letting them touch me so they stop
I also like to stalk the checkout girls. I watch for the friendliest, smiliest, happiest. Then join her queue, safe in the knowldege that when she's packing my bags, it's because she really really wants to.
I also amuse myself by eating things on the way around, then present empty wrappers and boxes at the checkout.
Cashiers that will not bag groceries. Some stand and watch customers bagging with out ever offering to help this just makes me crazy. I had one the other day that kept pushing me to settle my bill while I was bagging and I finally told him point blank that one of us needed to bag the D** groceries.
I've just thought of another thing: trolleys. One of our local supermarkets is Aldi. I like shopping there, because it's cheap and they have some great stuff. But what I don't like is their insistence on a "no basket" policy. Instead, you have a choice of trolleys: large, extra large and Sherman tank sized. All with wonky wheels, and all requiring a £1 coin for their release from the trolley rank - a £1 coin which I never seem to have on the day when I go to Aldi.
As a form of protest I've taken to wandering around the store and grabbing the first empty cardboard box I find, and putting my groceries in that.
I feel like a criminal when buying a bottle of wine (yes just one...!) and the supermarket checkout operator has to ring the bell to get the supervisor's approval. I loved that you could buy wine and beer at supermarkets in NZ but this silly practice has appeared while I was gallivanting around other countries. It SUCKS!