so yesterday I had a grocery pickup at Kroger. For the second time, the person who came out to go over the substitutions list with me had her mask down below her nose. So she's breathing her germs (and potential viruses) into my space. Not okay. I called the manager today and told him it's a matter of life and death for me and I would appreciate it if the people who approach me for whatever reason have their masks properly on their faces. If it happens again I'm sticking with Walmart, who, for all their issues, make sure their employees have tight fitting masks properly applied. Or at least the ones I have seen did. I will be bothering walmart and Kroger about it every time it happens.
That's the way it is at my local Kroger - everyone has a mask, but more often than not, it's down around their necks.
I hadn't been in Kroger for two weeks until yesterday, and I saw one of the workers I especially like, so I waved to her and asked how she was doing.
She trotted over, mask on up to her nose, and as soon as she got to me, she pulled her mask off to speak, then pulled it back up to her nose, and every time she'd say something, off with the mask! It was like an absurdist comedy sketch.
I will never let someone else pick out my groceries for me. I just can't wrap my mind around that.
Pantry stuff, I'm ok with (although I'm picky about that as well, I don't want damaged packaging), but produce and meat...no thanks.
I was concerned about that when I did my Instacart trial, and my fears were confirmed when I saw the state of the produce I got. Simply horrendous, and in a couple of cases, unusable.
Its fantastic not to have to spend time traipsing around to buy basic supplies such as potatoes, flour, eggs, butter, toilet roll etc.
For me, it's the opposite; I'm a "get to go grocery shopping" person versus a "have to go grocery shopping" person.
Like I documented earlier, I tried Instacart for two weeks, and after largely unsatisfactory results, made my way back to Kroger my own self.
Even with the mask, and the distancing, and the feeling of being rushed, I was so g***amn happy to be back in a grocery store again! I was waving to all the workers, saying things like, "Hey, Karen, don't usually see you working Produce, looking good!," and, "Jen-Jen, that's a lot of cereal you're stocking!"
They were playing disco music over the PA, I was butt-dancing up and down the aisles, it almost felt normal.
