Sunday, November 7, 2010

An Open Letter to the Management of Giant Store #0127

I imagine, when you brought in the little mini shopping carts with the "Customer in Training" flags, that you were hoping to attract families just like mine. You know, families with young children? Children who might want to push those carts?

I think it may have been a flawed plan. My family already patronized your store. My kids were content to sit in the front of that funny cart with the plastic car attached in front. They got to cruise the store in their low-rider, honking the horn and steering from their side-by-side steering wheels. I got to keep my kids contained. We were happy.

Why did you mess with a good thing?


Now we are a chain of three shopping carts instead of the one cart we used to be. We block traffic in the produce aisle. We obstruct the yogurt selection. We can simultaneously select a box of cookies, knock over a cracker display, and nip an old lady's ankles. This mama didn't give permission for the cookies and that old lady didn't think your green carts are that cute.

And my ankles. My ankles are not delighted, either. How convenient that you sell adhesive bandages. You should consider moving them to an earlier aisle.

I know you think the carts are a draw but given the way my child will drive straight while looking backwards, or stop without in the middle of the center aisle to exclaim at her favorite characters on the balloons above, I wonder if you might be alienating all of the non-kid-toting shoppers far more than you're enticing the kid-toting shoppers.

(The ones like me. Who have to be there anyway. Because we run out of milk about fourteen times a week.)

The little carts exasperate me, and I tend to think my kids are pretty amusing. The opinion of the rest of your shoppers, I think, is far less forgiving.

I hope you'll consider this bit of feedback in the helpful tone in which it was intended. Don't tell my kids I wrote to you, okay?


(For the sake of peace, cheese selections were made without restraint. Then, quietly, cheese selections were handed away to a stockboy amidst the distraction known as The Great Yogurt Drama of Aisle One. Do you think your stockboy minded the extra restocking chore? Feel free to ask him. Also note, L wore her firefighter boots. She was the only one among us to remember that protective footwear is essential to grocery shopping and unscathed ankles.)

Much love,

Robin (noteverstill) Pin It

7 comments:

This Heavenly Life said...

This is awesome in so many ways :) And I have to agree with your worry about scaring other customers away -- but those little shoppers are SO CUTE!!

Robin said...

I had a very similar experience at the new Harris Teeter's near my home. We almost had a yogurt situation, but it was sidetracked. My almost 2 year old can run REALLY fast pushing that cute little cart. I think maybe the stores should rent protective footware to the other customers...Although I think my daughter is cute, I'm sure the customers who were dodging her might have thought otherwise...

Gretchen said...

But they look so cute!!! Just let your friends know when you will be shopping so they can stay home with healthy ankles!

Lenae said...

Oh my word. My kids would love those but just the sight of them -just the thought!- makes me cringe. Seriously, my boys use their small plastic cart here at home as a BATTERING RAM.

Also? You are sorely tempting me to buy all of my children firemen boots. They're ridiculously cute and make every family outing seem more like an adventure :D

Anonymous said...

I could not help but notice that Ms. L had far more food in her cart than Ms. E ... and that the produce looks like it is being squashed. Thanks for starting my morning with a great big laugh. Love, Grams

a li'l bit squishy said...

Our little local grocer has these carts too. Once an over zealous push knocked over glass bottle of olive oil and red wine vinegar from the bottom shelf. To which I politely suggested that they consider getting rid of the carts or move the breakables upwards. Shall we make this a petition?

SmartBear said...

LOL!
And I thought those carts with the cars on the front were bad. It doesn't matter if we are going in for a carton of milk...WE MUST have a car, or the tot will melt down. Oh, the drama!
Best,
Tina