Friday, September 18, 2009

Shopping

I had to go shopping yesterday. Yes I know, scary! I was home alone, and getting hungry so I figured I would go grocery shopping. Now, I don't mind going to the store to pick up a single item or two. I'm perfectly ok stopping in for a gallon of milk or a loaf of bread, no problem. The trouble starts when I realize I am buying food for a few days. The superstore I go to is a pretty intimidating place with all its people and colors and sounds... The fact is when it comes to shopping I am kind of a wuss. My wife usually does all the shopping, but she is out of town for awhile and so I am on my own. I noticed that there were few if any men there besides me who were alone and shopping, I figured out why. We need someone to shop with us! It is important to be able to ask for opinions while shopping. (Hey, you want cherry jello or orange? I hear lime is nice too!) I wonder if my wife gets all weirded out at the store like I do? Probably not, she is an experienced shopper. The answer may be for grocery stores to go the route of higher end department stores. The personal shopper! It would be great to be able to grab a helper on my next shopping venture. They could station them right there by the front door near the shopping carts. I guess you might even call them a shopping escort. Just someone to walk around with in the store so you never have to make awkward eye contact, or strained conversation with someone in the way of your tomato paste. You could say to your escort, "Hey, grab me some tomato paste please". It might even be a blessing to the grocer as the escorts could be trained to nudge the shoppers gently toward the products with the most profit margins. Honestly the service would pay for itself. Lets face it when some hottie says "Eww I never use generic charcoal, you should get the Kingsford!" youre gonna get the Kingsford! who cares its a little higher in price, your going to ask this chick over for a barbecue in like....never! She's way outta your league and your wife would kill you. So grocers of the world take note, offer your consumers what they really want, shopping escorts! And if youre wondering, I went with black cherry jello!

2 comments:

Cynica Sarcastamos said...

Shopping Escorts. Brilliant! You could be father of a whole new industry and we could call you The Grocery Store Pimp.
I had no idea that pampered little poochie husbands like you are so afraid of the big, bad Safeway. My, my.
I think your fear issue may stem from a traumatic grocery store event that occurred when you were five. Perhaps your mom forgot you in the Jell-O aisle and did not return to retrieve you for 3 days. Clearly it had something to do with Jell-O.
But it sounds like you are working thru it. They say buying Black Cherry Jell-O is the first step toward recovery.

Danica-Dragonfly said...

Yeah - try it with a four and six year old set of super villains sometime ... good times.