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Supermarket shit..... Again

Bedlam - comment

They've done it again....

The damn supermarket managers have changed things around once more in the Mercadonna Store at Benissa. I hate it. It gets on my nerves.

Every single person I speak to about it, hates it. WHY do supermarket managers believe they know more about customer psychology, than the customers do? Listen to me, Mr. Supermarket Manager. We shoppers are people of habit. It hacks us off when things are stacked in a different place. We want to pop in, pick up our things , and push off home.

Why do it?

I know where you're coming from. I know you think we'll see things we might not have done by searching for the things we want, but you are wrong. All I do is fume and swear. Yes Mr. Supermaket manager, I swear at you. I curse you. I wish you out of employment.

Oh no not obscenities.

My instinct is to leave the store with my fingers jerking in your face. I want to go to the next store and shop there, I want to shout obscenities at the top of my voice like I heard a man do a couple of years ago in Tesco when they had a change around ..... but my wife holds me back. It's a good job my wife is more reasonable than I am.

Next time you take in into your pea-sized brain to jerk the store around, remember it jerks your customers off. DON'T DO IT. Leave us in peace - we hate food shopping in the first place. Don't piss us off more.....

Joke - What are politics about?

Bedlam - humour .

John Evans has sent in yet another contribution

What are politics about?

A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'Dad, what are Politics?'

Dad says, 'Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I am the head of the family , so call me The President. Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government. We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.'

The little boy says, 'And what about Nanny? What is she?'

'Nanny.... we will consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we will call him the Future. Now think about that and see if it makes sense.'

So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.

Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep.

Not wanting to wake his mother, he goes to the nanny's room Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.

The next morning, the little boy says to his father, 'Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. '

The father says, 'That's good, son. So tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.'

The little boy replies, 'Well the President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit.'

Thanks John - I think that just about sums things up....