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Hmmm, it must be where you guys live. I just gently say "excuse me" and people move out of the way, often apologizing as they do.

I have to admit Andy, that because the help is so polite and quick to offer assistance, it sets the tone for all shoppers at MB. In my MB, I have never had a problem with any of the other customers. My biggest problem with other shoppers is always at Shaw's. The aisles are too close together, floors are dirty, and the employees are disgruntled. Shaw's is only when I really need an item. I would never get a full grocery order there. Most of the time I would rather wait until Spike is going to MB to pick up an item I need. Right now I have enough laundry pods for about five more loads. I let Spike know I needed it and asked him to pick me up a new supply the next time he is there. I don't like giving my money to Shaw's at all.

BTW, Shaw's was rated as one of the worst supermarkets in the country. :angel:
 
I use both GotGarlic's and Roadfix's methods. The problem is that I live in Quebec and you never know if people speak English or French. Both Anglophones and Francophones will sometimes ignore you if you aren't speaking their language.

Maybe a shrill whistle for sports would work. That would alert everyone around that they are blocking the aisle.
 
Hmmm, it must be where you guys live...
Could be. Our Market Basket attracts a lot of shoppers from CT, out towards Springfield, and the greater Worcester area. Since they aren't there weekly, they gawk at the new stuff and can't find anything they have on their lists because they aren't familiar with the store.

Could be a time-of-day thing, too. I tend to shop later in the afternoon, thus running into (not literally - I'm a no-contact shopper ;) ) after work shoppers.

Addie, our MB was great, full of helpful people who cared. Then they opened the new stores, sent our manager to Attleboro, sent a lot of other people to assistant manage in the new stores, and left us with the dregs. The new store manager is waiting out his time so he can retire. Since he was assigned at the start of the year, I have seen him on the floor once. Frank used to be out there, working alongside his staff, and greeting customers by name. I miss Frank...
 
Because of my youngster's profession, I have to be careful of what I put out there on the internet. Sometimes it is a pain in the neck. I can't post any pictures of my other kids or their names. I can't mention what they do for a living or where they work. I am lucky I can mention Teddy, only because he is a dog.

There are times when all of this puts up a wall from friendship with other members of this forum. And I am beginning to resent it. I doubt if I could convince him to find another profession. :angel:
 
Beagle squatted for a two second pee in a common area when we went on our walk. Neighbors from another two subdivisions who were visiting together accused her of pooping! Based on some other dog's two week old poop! The one woman told me I need to bring a baggie! I almost showed her the baggie I always have in my pocket, then I thought, Beagle didn't poop, and when she does it on someone else's lawn, I pick it up.
 
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Could be. Our Market Basket attracts a lot of shoppers from CT, out towards Springfield, and the greater Worcester area. Since they aren't there weekly, they gawk at the new stuff and can't find anything they have on their lists because they aren't familiar with the store.

Could be a time-of-day thing, too. I tend to shop later in the afternoon, thus running into (not literally - I'm a no-contact shopper ;) ) after work shoppers.

Addie, our MB was great, full of helpful people who cared. Then they opened the new stores, sent our manager to Attleboro, sent a lot of other people to assistant manage in the new stores, and left us with the dregs. The new store manager is waiting out his time so he can retire. Since he was assigned at the start of the year, I have seen him on the floor once. Frank used to be out there, working alongside his staff, and greeting customers by name. I miss Frank...

You need to send a letter to Tewksbury and let them know. That is not the goal that Arthur T has set for his shoppers. Like you, our manager is always up front if he is not out on the floor. One time I got a electric cart from Hell and he happened to be out on the floor. He told me to wait right where I was, Went to get me a better cart, and then transferred all my groceries to the new cart. There were a couple of other employees in the aisle stocking. He could have asked one of them to help, but he didn't. He took care of the problem himself. You gotta luv a manager like that.

Sometimes when I don't know where something is, I ask an employee and they not only tell me what aisle, they go get it for me. I don't know if it is because I am elderly and using and electric cart, but I get the greatest service at my MB. :angel:
 
I used to join the ladies from the building on Tuesday night down in the community room for tea. I stopped going because all they do is gossip. They are some of the worst gossipers I have ever come across. I hate gossip. Even if it is true.

So when I started to lose weight, I pretty much have been staying in my apartment and go down for me mail late at night. Then one afternoon, there was a knock at my door. It was one of the ladies asking me if I was all right. Then she commented on how much weight I had lost. I told her I was fine, and refused to comment on my weight loss.

The next thing I hear is that I have a terminal illness and my apartment will be empty soon. For a while I ignored the gossip and kept my mouth shut. Then when I am down in the lobby waiting for my ride to go to an appointment, one of the ladies gets off the elevator. Oh Addie, I am sorry to hear about your illness. But you look good except for the weight loss. "Thank you. I have been cured." Then my ride arrived.

I have been cured all right. Cured of gossip, and having tea with the ladies on Tuesday night! :angel:
 
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! It's a miracle! Addie has been cured! I would love to have someone say that I lost so much weight that I must be ill. It sounds like they were not concerned, except that your apartment would be available! LOL

When DH worked, if one of the older guys passed away or retired, they got a "move-up." They were union, and they moved up on the seniority roster. One time an older guy who worked with him who lived across the street was shoveling snow. DH hollered over that he was going to give himself a heart attack. They guy replied "That would be a move-up!"
 
Gnats! They're all over. We get an organic spray, and I smell like clove-flavored cake batter, not that it's a bad thing. Also, it's tick season again. Having had a bunch on me over the past years I sure wish someone would invent a human Frontline or at least a decorative tick collar for people, preferably in silver.
 
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Because of my youngster's profession, I have to be careful of what I put out there on the internet. Sometimes it is a pain in the neck. I can't post any pictures of my other kids or their names. I can't mention what they do for a living or where they work. I am lucky I can mention Teddy, only because he is a dog.

There are times when all of this puts up a wall from friendship with other members of this forum. And I am beginning to resent it. I doubt if I could convince him to find another profession. :angel:

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I hear you Addie. People must think I'm quite the snob around here.
In the real world I'm quite the opposite.Except for the fact that I watch the company I keep. That's out of respect/safety of my family.
It's not that I don't see the questions from member's and not respond. It's just that I can't. Security reasons.

Geez and you know Addie. It's gone as far as removing family pics from the walls, so that if I have an outsider repairman come in they have no nosy questions of who's who. Which is typically the case. That's just creepy how 2 individuals are singled out. I give them nothing to work with but the disposal. So neh!:cool:
 
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I hear you Addie. People must think I'm quite the snob around here.
In the real world I'm quite the opposite.Except for the fact that I watch the company I keep. That's out of respect/safety of my family.
It's not that I don't see the questions from member's and not respond. It's just that I can't. Security reasons.

Geez and you know Addie. It's gone as far as removing family pics from the walls, so that if I have an outsider repairman come in they have no nosy questions of who's who. Which is typically the case. That's just creepy how 2 individuals are singled out. I give them nothing to work with but the disposal. So neh!:cool:

I told my daughter to be careful when she decided to join face book. She has worked for the past 32 years in the Registry of Motor Vehicles. She is the one who looks up your info when a cop calls in and wants to know if you have any warrants out on you. So when she tells the cop "Yes", in a sense she is the one at that moment that is sending you off to jail. That is how the suspect can and often does look at it. Even though the law has been changed in this state, that they can go back 10 years when checking your record, my daughter has the whole record right in front of her on her computer. Right back to day one of your start of your criminal career. So any day one of those nuts that get stopped, if they knew who she was, she could be in danger.

One of my youngest co-workers saved a gang bangers life. The kid that shot the patient in the first place followed my son's co-worker home. Or at least started to. The police got wind of it and caught up with him. One cop car pulled my son's friend over and let him know what was happening. He escorted him home. The other cop car pull the shooter over after a car chase and arrested him. My son has had a mike and camera stuck in his face more than once. The language he has had to use to get rid of them, you will never hear on the six o'clock news. We just had another Craig's List murder here.

It is strange. You are just doing your job, like you do every day. Then before you know it, you and you family are in danger because of some crazed nut case. :angel:
 
My father worked as an investigator for the Alcohol Tax Unit of the US Government. When he busted a group of gangsters in Pittsburgh, my mother's brother got the crap beat out of him. That's why my dad got transferred to Philadelphia, to protect the family but my mother's family became fair game. Moved back after he got sick and had to take early retirement. When people used to ask mom what her husband did for a living she said he was working on the new bridge being built in Pgh.
 
Not only is it gnat season, the mosquitos have also emerged. Came in with blood all over my hands from me swatting them. And don't get me started on ticks. I really hate bathing in Deet, but it looks like it's a necessity now. Life in the woods.
 
Not only is it gnat season, the mosquitos have also emerged. Came in with blood all over my hands from me swatting them. And don't get me started on ticks. I really hate bathing in Deet, but it looks like it's a necessity now. Life in the woods.
I remember "bathing in DEET" when I lived in the country. It came in a stronger version back then. It said it worked for eight hours. They didn't mention the silent alarm that insects can hear that goes off after eight hours. I swear you could set your clock by it.
 
:LOL: I hear you on the alarm! I got some high-test Deet from Amazon. Just hate using the stuff. We go to areas where malaria, dengue, and other bad mosquito transmitted stuff is, so might as well have it.
 
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:LOL: I hear you on the alarm! I got some high-test Deet from Amazon. Just hate using the stuff. We go to areas where malaria, dengue, and other bad mosquito transmitted stuff is, so might as well have it.
With the high octane DEET, remember not to kiss your sweetie anywhere that has a coating of DEET. It burns on lips. I won't even mention eyes.
 
With the high octane DEET, remember not to kiss your sweetie anywhere that has a coating of DEET. It burns on lips. I won't even mention eyes.

On a family fishing trip into Ontario (this was waaaay back, in the 50's) I recall the sleeves on my vinyl jacket 'melted' - got very sticky - where the DEET had been applied to my wrists.

My brother once told me about an entire suit with insect spray integrated in the material, a sort of netting, to wear over clothes for protection against black flies. Head covering was included, like a haz-mat suit. I wonder if they still make those.
 
I never had issues with insect bites. They just don't like me, I guess. They eat DH alive! He is a big sweet eater and I eat almost none. Wonder if that has anything to do with it?
 
I never had issues with insect bites. They just don't like me, I guess. They eat DH alive! He is a big sweet eater and I eat almost none. Wonder if that has anything to do with it?

Carol, I read many years ago that skeeters do not like heavy people. So I always thought there was a benefit to being overweight. What am I going to do this summer now that I have lost all this weight. :angel:
 
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