jmcquown said...

> I'm a firm believer that managers and supervisors should be able to do
> the job they expect their employees to do.


I was shopping at the Foodsource market this morning
(www.afoodsource.com).

I found one box of quinoa. I wondered if they had any in stock, so I walk
over to Dave, the greates butcher I've had the pleasure to meet and asked
him who was in charge of groceries. He said the guy was out today. I said
I just wanted to check on any future availability of quinwa. He took the
box and got on the phone and Helen appeared. She said they'd be getting
delivery but would I give them my name and number and the manager would
call me in the morning. Helen was a doll but the wedding band and
diamonds told me she meant what she said. They were both helpful was fun.

Next I inspected the packages of buffalo on the shelf. No medallions. I
walked back to Dave and asked if they were getting any buffalo in. He
said yes, on Friday. I'd like two packs of medallions. He pulled out a
pad and wrote my order and said Friday, after 1pm. Thanks Dave. We
exchanged "have a great day, etc." That was helpful.

Next to the vegetables. I gather up cucumber, onions, avocados and limes
when I see ice cold bottles of tangerine juice. Mike, the produce man
sees me put a bottle in the cart and comments that's great stuff. I
agreed, then he notices my t-shirt for the old Pennsylvania Railroad
Museum. My grandfather worked for the Pennsylvania Railroad. We had a
nice talk about it. He asked for directions to the museum. Take Rte. 30
to Lancaster as far as the waffle house, turn left, proceed to the next
one horse town's traffic light, take another left for about 1/2 mile and
you can't miss it. Helpful guy. Cutting the conversation short I asked
where were the canned mandarine oranges, he walked me ten steps to the
canned fruits and pointed them out. Great I said. Anything else he asked.
No Mike that's it for fruits and veggies. Thanks. Pleasantries again.

Next over to the cheese cabinet for a wee slice of D'Affinois cheese. Oh
no, they're out of it. I wait to be noticed by the folks behind the
counter. Yes? I held up the empty wheel "box" of it and asked do you have
any more of this. One asks another and they ask the cheese-lady who said,
yes we just got a shipment in today. She disappears and comes back with a
box and says to me, I need to let the wrapping machine warm up. OK, I
still have shopping.

I happen to look for truffles, since they're at the cheese case but they
don't have any. Some small boxes of what I think is truffle oil but the
print is in 1 point type and I didn't have my reading glasses. I ask one
counterperson to read the ingredients, he tries and says I don't have my
reading glasses either. He passes it on to the next and she can barely
read it and hands it off to another woman who just rattles off at a
glance, truffles, water and sugar! How much I ask. She scans it and it's
$22.00. OK, thanks, I'll pass for now. So I get my tuna steaks and while
I'm waiting at the fish counter the woman would read off the label of the
truffle oil walks up and shows me a jar of Truffle sauce, asking if that
would do. I said that's probably more artificial. She then walks up to
the front to customer service and the manager and her are talking about
truffles and as I approach, she points me out to the manager. He says if
we have truffles they'd be in cheese. Yes, I got them there once, awhile
ago. I thanked her for being so helpful. The manager was almost
apologizing.

Anyway, I walk back to the cheese section and just as I arrive the cheese
lady walks up to me and hands me my freshly wrapped slice of fresh
D'Affinois cheese.

There's two girls at one checkout counter and no customers. As fast as I
can put items on the belt, they're bagged. I thanked them and they wished
me a great day and AGAIN, I replied in kind and left.

I put everything in the car and after I slid into the driver's seat I
took a breath and thought to myself, "That was SWEET!!!"

All the best,

Andy

Wow. That was an exciting story. Let us know the steps you go
through to take your next dump, why don't ya?

****** said...

> Wow. That was an exciting story. Let us know the steps you go
> through to take your next dump, why don't ya?


wally

"Andy" <q> wrote in message ...
> jmcquown said...
>
>> I'm a firm believer that managers and supervisors should be able to do
>> the job they expect their employees to do.
>
>
> I was shopping at the Foodsource market this morning
> (www.afoodsource.com).
>snip


> All the best,


> Andy

What state/country is this market at?

Harriet & critters (J J the world famous Jack Russell Terrior who wore his
USC hand knit sweater most of Saturday, before he took it off; P K the lady
manx who rules the house)

Andy wrote:
> ****** said...
>
> > Wow. That was an exciting story. Let us know the steps you go
> > through to take your next dump, why don't ya?
>
>
> wally

I swear to God I used to date you.

-L.

Andy wrote:
> jmcquown said...
>
> > I'm a firm believer that managers and supervisors should be able to do
> > the job they expect their employees to do.
>
>
> I was shopping at the Foodsource market this morning
> (www.afoodsource.com).
>
> I found one box of quinoa. I wondered if they had any in stock, so I walk
> over to Dave, the greates butcher I've had the pleasure to meet and asked
> him who was in charge of groceries. He said the guy was out today. I said
> I just wanted to check on any future availability of quinwa. He took the
> box and got on the phone and Helen appeared. She said they'd be getting
> delivery but would I give them my name and number and the manager would
> call me in the morning. Helen was a doll but the wedding band and
> diamonds told me she meant what she said. They were both helpful was fun.
>
> Next I inspected the packages of buffalo on the shelf. No medallions. I
> walked back to Dave and asked if they were getting any buffalo in. He
> said yes, on Friday. I'd like two packs of medallions. He pulled out a
> pad and wrote my order and said Friday, after 1pm. Thanks Dave. We
> exchanged "have a great day, etc." That was helpful.
>
> Next to the vegetables. I gather up cucumber, onions, avocados and limes
> when I see ice cold bottles of tangerine juice. Mike, the produce man
> sees me put a bottle in the cart and comments that's great stuff. I
> agreed, then he notices my t-shirt for the old Pennsylvania Railroad
> Museum. My grandfather worked for the Pennsylvania Railroad. We had a
> nice talk about it. He asked for directions to the museum. Take Rte. 30
> to Lancaster as far as the waffle house, turn left, proceed to the next
> one horse town's traffic light, take another left for about 1/2 mile and
> you can't miss it. Helpful guy. Cutting the conversation short I asked
> where were the canned mandarine oranges, he walked me ten steps to the
> canned fruits and pointed them out. Great I said. Anything else he asked.
> No Mike that's it for fruits and veggies. Thanks. Pleasantries again.
>
> Next over to the cheese cabinet for a wee slice of D'Affinois cheese. Oh
> no, they're out of it. I wait to be noticed by the folks behind the
> counter. Yes? I held up the empty wheel "box" of it and asked do you have
> any more of this. One asks another and they ask the cheese-lady who said,
> yes we just got a shipment in today. She disappears and comes back with a
> box and says to me, I need to let the wrapping machine warm up. OK, I
> still have shopping.
>
> I happen to look for truffles, since they're at the cheese case but they
> don't have any. Some small boxes of what I think is truffle oil but the
> print is in 1 point type and I didn't have my reading glasses. I ask one
> counterperson to read the ingredients, he tries and says I don't have my
> reading glasses either. He passes it on to the next and she can barely
> read it and hands it off to another woman who just rattles off at a
> glance, truffles, water and sugar! How much I ask. She scans it and it's
> $22.00. OK, thanks, I'll pass for now. So I get my tuna steaks and while
> I'm waiting at the fish counter the woman would read off the label of the
> truffle oil walks up and shows me a jar of Truffle sauce, asking if that
> would do. I said that's probably more artificial. She then walks up to
> the front to customer service and the manager and her are talking about
> truffles and as I approach, she points me out to the manager. He says if
> we have truffles they'd be in cheese. Yes, I got them there once, awhile
> ago. I thanked her for being so helpful. The manager was almost
> apologizing.
>
> Anyway, I walk back to the cheese section and just as I arrive the cheese
> lady walks up to me and hands me my freshly wrapped slice of fresh
> D'Affinois cheese.
>
> There's two girls at one checkout counter and no customers. As fast as I
> can put items on the belt, they're bagged. I thanked them and they wished
> me a great day and AGAIN, I replied in kind and left.
>
> I put everything in the car and after I slid into the driver's seat I
> took a breath and thought to myself, "That was SWEET!!!"
>

An incredible story. All of this happened to you in just one day?! Have
you thought of selling your story to Hollywood? I can just see Harrison
Ford playing the role of the misteriously missing D'Affinois cheese.

> An incredible story. All of this happened to you in just one day?! Have
> you thought of selling your story to Hollywood? I can just see Harrison
> Ford playing the role of the misteriously missing D'Affinois cheese.


vkarlamov,

In one hour of one day. Ya think that'll keep the audience's attention?

I can picture Indiana Jones walking into Petra's Khazneh and stumbling out
an hour later covered in blood and sweat with a wedge of cheese in his
hand!

Andy