Dear Publix Bagger Lady,
Please do not instruct my children to sit down while they are in the rocket ship cart. Yes, I understand that they could fall. No, I don't want them to get hurt. I can only tell them so many times, and then I am done. If they fall on their heads, I will blame them for not listening. Yes, I would also be to blame. I could understand your concern if we were moving throughout the store, but we weren't. We were just checking out and you were hindering that process by distracting me from my role in the check-out process.
And I really do appreciate your carry-out service, mainly because I don't like to deal with the cart once I am done with it. But please, do not drive my cart to my car as my daughter DOES.NOT.LIKE.IT. Not.one.bit. That would be why she was stuck like a pretzel down in the foot area of the rocket ship cart, wedged between the cart and her brother's feet. Next time, please just let me lead the way and you can follow.
I would say sorry for the abandoned suckers and cookie remnants in the cart, but I'm not.
If you would like, I would be happy to conduct any of the above training with you and all of your peers.
Thanks for pissing me off today, I almost went a whole day without that happening.
Truly,
Julie
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Have you considered that the bagger lady was just doing her job? They are instructed to push your cart out as a courtesy. Did you tell her that you prefer to push it out, as your daughter is at times scared of strangers? And for whatever reason your daughter was scared of her, that doesn't really exempt you for cleaning up after your kids.
Oooh, you got your own anonymous comment! Why is it when people have something nice to say there's no hesitation in leaving a name? A snarky comment? Notsomuch.
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