So its that time again when I have a day off so can write about my adventures and yes first I have to go food shopping. Sigh, which results in my fear of will the trolley coin work this time (remember so far it hasn't) As I'm walking to the trolleys I see an abandoned one that's not chained to its siblings, so I do a little fist pump in the air and grab it from the clutches of the old man about to do the same. If he knew my battle with trolleys and Aldi in general I'm sure he would've been sympathetic.
So off I trundle and grab all the bits I need, I timed it right, just before all the other annoying mums have got there after dropping off their children at school.
So, at the till there is not my normal friendly person whom I chat to, instead it's this half wit, he looks about as impressed to be there as I do, he was NOT impressed when I couldn't remember my pin number and sighed louder than I do, so I told him there was no need for that (everything over here is efpos aka tap and pay so really no need to remember pin unless its over $100) so after 2 attempts and me forgetting which account I want them to rob me from and also taking my card out too early resulting in half wit having to put the amount through for the third time I'm then free.
We are now in the third week of the store opening and so far I have had 1 kiss on the cheek from a very excited elderly man with a very stubbly face and was asked this by a very odd man "would you like to join my wife and I on the bed" my reply "erm no thank you" odd man "could you please we want to see what it's like" "See what what's like" I screech back, odd man then tells me he's buying a mattress as a sofa and he wants to see what it's like with 3 people sitting on it. So I politely try and tell him we actually sell sofas and try and push him in that direction, but no, odd man is insistent I join him and his wife on the bed. Sigh.
So I slowly walk to the bed with odd mans wife beaming at me and patting the bed beside her so I sit at the opposite end on the edge and fake smile back. Odd man jumps in the middle and asks me if I'd mind sitting back further, so I reluctantly do only for him and her to then start bouncing up and down resulting in me looking like an idiot being bounce up and down. So I shriek at them "what are you doing" odd man says "seeing how much it bounces can you feel it" I replied "NO" and promptly got off and with folded arms and demanded "are you buying that or not" they did actually buy it and they were extremely pleased with their mattress as a sofa. (weird people of Canberra)
I also had a customer ask me a question and on hearing my reply asked my where about in Finland was I from. So yet again I find myself explaining "No, I'm not Finnish I'm English" resulting in him looking at me as if I'm telling the most extortionate lie and walks off.
So I ask myself again with a puzzled face do I sound Finnish? Double sigh.
Did have a result with home delivery last week (Sean very kindly did it for me so I didn't have the trauma of going to Aldi, I did feel loved I can tell you) anyway it turns up bang on time and as I'm unloading it I'm seeing not 1 but 5 packs of bacon. Wow I thought Sean must really want bacon. So I tx and ask him what's with the 5 packs of bacon he replies by saying he only ordered 1, check receipt and yup only paid for 1. Yay result, if only the bacon was proper bacon we'd be laughing.
Also got more chicken than we bargained for and a refund for some bits that weren't in stock but yet actually go delivered. Happy days.
On to the last thing, I was Christmas shopping last week (which is odd and confusing doing it in shorts and flip flops and in a bazillion degrees) so I'm in a bit of a flap and not really concentrating where I am or what I'm doing (in true Maddi style) and I some how manage to trip over a blind man's stick, actually looking back I think he did it on purpose. My legs were doing the river dance as I tripped over then tried avoiding it again while he was just trying to get out of the shop. Sorry blind man, I then go to the next shop where the poor man at the till has only got one arm, he was struggling with the coat hanger so I asked "Do you want a hand" quickly realise the error of my question and then blurt out "of course you'd like a hand I mean help, shall I help you" I then end up screeching at him. So I'm sorry one handed man if I offended you.
Oh and the very last thing as I'm getting out of my car this morning I realise my dress is some how hitched up and I'm showing off my very pretty M&S spotty pants just as the neighbours 2 doors down drive past. Cringe. They don't know me so all is well. I just hope I didn't wander around Aldi like it. Gulp.
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