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I am a fairly peaceful person, usually. But Yesterday in Morrisons I have to admit I did my nana. Some waddling cretin, who was actually wider than her trolley. Decide the narrowest aisle in the shop was a brilliant place to have a chat with her equally attractive friend. Leaving a gap that looked just big enough to get a trolley through. This ignorant lump of humanity watched as we tried to manouvre around her impromptu obstacle course, and rather than put in the effort to move her trolley the inch it would have taken for us to get through she watched. When it becam apparent we could not get through we smiled and said excuse me whereupon she snatched her trolley out of the way scowling. Had it ended at that it would have been fine. As we walked away she muttered under her no doubt fetid breath " you should try excuse me it works wonders".

It was Lou Ferrigno time, I stopped in my tracks and shouted "we said excuse me you stupid woman, if you didnt take up most of the aisle then park your trolley sideways people could get past". Admittedly I felt a bit of a tw*t for letting this humanoid rattle me but there you go.

Have any of you experienced this kind of shopper or any of her kind?
The person who pushes their trolley one way whilst looking in the opposite direction.
The parent of 12 kids who stops for a chat with another parent of 12 and parks trolley pushchair and kids all over the aisle.
The old duffer who is all over the aisle stopping suddenly.
The miserable bleeder who take great offence if you should make even the slightest contact with THEIR trolley.
The old bugger who thinks queues are for everybody else.
The Person who stands in the middle of the reduced fridge stopping anyone else getting to it whilst they go through every item.
And freakiest of all the phantom trolley which is half full of someones shopping but is sat in the middle of an aisle for ages unmanned.

Is it too much to expect a bit of common sense.

Yes. Men are very polite shoppers in general. Always making sure they're not in anyones way, and parking their trolleys so other people can pass. Women are ignorant and rude when it comes to supermarkets.

Just ram the trolley into their ankles. You'll not get the shopping done any quicker, but you'll leave with a smile on your face.

harmonyluvver wrote:

> I am a fairly peaceful person, usually. But Yesterday in
> Morrisons I have to admit I did my nana.

Where I come from, that means you just shagged your granny.

The ones that get me are the one that ram their trolley into your heel, or worse still, the cashier who spends 15 minutes talking to the person in front of you, and then barely grunts when it's your turn.

I now do my shopping at the 24hr Tesco, with the self-service aisles, you only have to deal with a couplde of drunks intead of a couple of dozen mongoloids.

I shop in Tescos most days but seldom use a trolley just a basket which i find is ample for one slice of cooked beef a carrot and four brussel sprouts three bottles of wine and one bottle of Tescos own labelled whiskey. One day i walked into the store picked up my basket but didnt realise there were two baskets stuck together and doing my usual rounds of the store the bottom one fell away and one of these big fat women who you describe fell over it , its funny that what goes around comes around

I get mine delivered. Takes under 30 minutes to order once you've got
the routine.

A fiver [half that if you spend over ?70], vs. the petrol or bus fare/hassle
of wrestling 15 shopping-bags around/walking 5 miles of aisles/waste of
2 hours you could spend down the pub, and a usually perfectly pleasant
young chap lugs it all up the stairs for you.
OK, you may not get everything on your list [sevruga, say, or birds'-
nest soup] but it beats the Hell out of trad shopping.

LOL nana as in the abbreviated form of banana

Just so you know, my next door neighbour has severe Down Synsrome to the point he can hardly walk & talk. But if you get the hang of understanding what he is is saying he is a top bloke.

I like to use old fashioned(!) school yard insults because they make me smile. Tell me you can look at and not smile. You big gaylord.!wink!

Yep, women drive me nuts in the supermarket.
They stop and leave their trolley right in the middle of the aisle and spend 10 minutes deciding on "tin of baked beans A" or "tin of baked beans B". Or they block up the intersection with another aisle "yak, yak, yak, yak" with another woman.

One solution I have thought of (though I doubt Mr Sainsbury, Mr Tesco, Mr Asda, etc, etc) would go for it is to have ONE DAY A WEEK MEN ONLY.
The we could be in, grab what we want and be out again in no time (which of course is the very reason supermarkets wouldn't go for it plus the fact that women tend to spend more).

So I guess we're just stuck with it !annoyed!

Myson