I have a sort of a hate/hate relationship with my local supermarket. The Giant Eagle closest to my house has this annoying habit: they figure out the products that I am buying, and then stop carrying them.
This wouldn’t be half as annoying if they never had the products at all. But instead, they carry them for a while, I spend hundreds of dollars on them over the course of a few months, and then they take them away from me. It’s like they’re sticking their tongue out at me. “Your money isn’t good enough.”
Inexpensive but reasonably yummy sushi? GONE. Organic heavy cream? GONE. Whole Bell & Evans chickens? GONE. Ground lamb? GONE.
Sure, I can get these things at another supermarket. I can even get them at another Giant Eagle. It just galls me that the one closest to me is, as near as I can tell, engaged in a deliberate and thorough campaign of persecution against me.
Today, I stopped by to pick up a few essentials, and discovered that they are no longer carrying Wyman’s frozen blueberries. I’ve probably bought about 2 bags of these a week for the past 2 years.
Of course, you realize, this means war.
I sort of understand what you’re going through.
Except my local supermarket now has stuff that i had to get at other supermarkets instead (in this case, Pringles chips).
The corollary to this is the refusal to acknowledge actual demand. The local Walgreens perpetually refuses to reorder my beloved diet cherry/vanilla coke, whose slot empties the day after it’s filled, because they still have 5 racks of Pepsi Cholera, which we must all love because they ordered 5 racks of it, and why should they reorder until that’s gone.
But I am not bitter. If it’s only day 2, there might be one Barq’s left in the single slot allocated thereto.
I of course meant Diet Cherry/Vanilla Dr. Pepper. Precision is always the first casualty of bile. And the sensitive reader will also know that when I refer to Pepsi Cholera, I mean Pepsi Snot.
There is only one explanation. Giant Eagle is the devil. It’s a Pittburgh based corporation with only one goal- the indoctrination of thousands into their Satanic ideals of “Advtantage Cards” and “Iggle Video Stores.”
Bastards.
I will hate them.
MMM, mmm, mmmm. If that does not but you in the mood for a cold frosty beverage ….
Woo City Ice Cream. It might as well have been a yeti. Spotted, and then gone. I should have taken a blurry black and white photo.
Why limit it just to the Eg’gle? There are entire national brands that disappear on me. Never mind TV shows that last 6 episodes, and then vanish.
I have a new strategy, I find something that is awful, and convince myself that I like, and buy huge quantities of it. It is sure to be replaced with something better, right?
Cards? Badges? Papers? Papers, please.
They drive me nuts. This is why I am a late night denizen of my local Wally-World Super Center. No stinking badges. I only tip toe into the Eg’gle for overpriced serious Bobo delicacies, which are never on sale. Go figure. When asked for a card, I proudly hold my head up high and just say ‘non’.