I understand the risk vs. rewards when stepping into a Superstore. A lot of sh-t in one place vs a lot of sh-tty people in one place. I once had an amazing (backed up by friends who love me) drunken rant about why I would never again shop anywhere I had to bag my own groceries. (When faced with a conveyor belt full of groceries and 10 plastic bags my brain and hands become detached and it ends with me drenched in sweat, an egg in each bag and me on my hands and knees begging to the Gods what to do with the f-cking cucumbers.)

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