tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939960062000410955.post398367105317501671..comments2024-03-28T11:43:48.725+00:00Comments on The Parent Game: 6 of the Worst Supermarket CrimesLucy Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13705990765642609964noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939960062000410955.post-52054171931603992202017-09-03T21:54:31.971+01:002017-09-03T21:54:31.971+01:00I quite often tut when I'm shopping but usuall... I quite often tut when I'm shopping but usually it's because they've moved things, run out of what I want or got the wrong label on the shelf edge but if you went shopping with my mother you'd have quite a few more crimes to add to your list!<br />I have the dubious honour of taking her once a fortnight so be warned and stay away on the due date. <br />She seems to have forgotten about the fact that there may be other people also shopping and she is oblivious to their presence. She leaves her walker in the middle of the already blocked, narrow aisles whilst she looks at the sugar content of the jam, even though she looked on the previous visit and all the ones prior to that. This is the walker she doesn't realise makes her square footage larger and so bumps into people or runs their feet over and I don't think she even notices. <br />She has recently been diagnosed as diabetic so has to watch what she eats now and studies the sugar content of things - before ignoring it and putting the chocolate eclairs in the trolley. <br />She takes a shopping list with her but this isn't produced until we've ambled all the aisles and I'm putting all her shopping on the belt. This is when she does The Disappearing Act and it's the cashier and the other customers who are tutting. Which brings me onto her next crime - she doesn't believe in The New-Fangled Trickery that is a Debit Card (unless it's mine of course) and thinks nothing of holding up everyone even more, taking forever to get her money out and insisting on giving the odd money so I've learnt to pay for her shopping on my card and hope she remembers to reimburse me.<br />This said, we do have fun, with me treating her like a naughty schoolgirl and her playing up to role by blowing raspberries and sticking her two fingers up at me as is her answer to everythingDiane Woodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12373873641666409303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939960062000410955.post-90007241002062874862015-08-26T04:57:07.499+01:002015-08-26T04:57:07.499+01:00Love that photo! Trust me, I've done Easter an...Love that photo! Trust me, I've done Easter and Christmas shopping just like that - with child asleep in the bottom of the shopping trolley :)<br /><br />Eliza.Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15570724324452513712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939960062000410955.post-31760559542282195682015-05-26T22:12:43.117+01:002015-05-26T22:12:43.117+01:00I used to be a tutter. Then I had kids. Now a tr...I used to be a tutter. Then I had kids. Now a trip to the supermarket is freedom. As long as the husband has the kids of course. Linda Hobbishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16439116848663732420noreply@blogger.com