This
was partly conscious effort from me - my mantra for Christmas shopping being
'keep it simple, keep it local' - but also because I happened to be in Oakham.
This
is where we have to buy my daughter's school uniform, in a small independent
store run by a lovely lady who occasionally has to shut the shop early if one
of her children is ill or if she has a parents' evening.
I
also shop in my local Post Office and Stores on a regular basis, where I'm
guaranteed a warm welcome by Julie, Mike, Sam and Michele. They know what bread I like, what paper I
read - they're even aware of my (slight) Fry's Turkish Delight addiction! It's great to have that level of personal
service and interaction.
In
complete contrast, my husband was recently overcharged in a supermarket - he bought
some wine because it was on special offer, but on arrival home he checked his
receipt and discovered he'd in fact been charged full price.
The
difference was quite significant, so he returned to the shop for a refund. The staff treated him like he was a complete
nuisance, and didn't even apologise for their mistake.
This
same supermarket have also sold us in the not-too distant past a rhubarb yogurt
which contained what appeared to be ham.
I
only discovered this when I'd eaten some of it and wondered why there was something
lumpy in my supposedly smooth yogurt.
We
duly returned it - we were refunded the purchase price and told they would send
it off to Head Office for analysis. To date
we still haven't heard anything.
Genuinely,
I felt sick afterwards, particularly when I told a friend about it and she
replied 'Are you sure it was ham? It
might have been the top of someone's finger!'
Apologies
if you're reading this whilst eating. I
can assure you that I won't be eating rhubarb yogurt ever again!
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