Showing posts with label groceries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label groceries. Show all posts

3/03/2008

Sometimes It's Like Living In A Foreign Country

As I believe I have mentioned before, we are pretty much the poorest people living in Stuck-Up. We have to do things like decide which bill to pay and drive around in a car with a busted mirror because we just don't make very much money. That's not the norm here in Stuck-Up, where every family seems to have at least one pristine Lexus and dropping a couple of thousand dollars on a toddler birthday party is no big deal. But hey, that's great for them. Maybe if you all start buying things through my Amazon stores and clicking the ads on my on other blog we'll be able to buy a new car too.

Er, anyway. This is actually not a plea for for you to check out my other sites. It's a bitch session about Stuck-Up.

Does your grocery store have those little paper tags by the cash register that you can rip off to show that you want to donate $1, $3 or $5 to your local food bank? You can just rip them off and add them to your pile of groceries right then, no having to mail envelopes or write checks. Easy, right?

Apparently, I am the only person at the Stuck-Up grocery store who pulls off the tags, EVER. Every time I rip one off (and it's only the $1 one because, er, we're generally teetering on the edge of broke-ness) the cashier looks at me like I'm a weirdo. And I'll tell you something else - the thickness of the stack of tags doesn't ever change. I am slowly peeling them off one at a time. The $5 and $3 stacks are STILL full.

Now, I know that a lot of my townsfolk go to fundraising dinner-dances and write checks to whatever charity is in this year. Some of them do a lot more than that, too. But how come no one can donate a dollar to the food bank while shopping at the grocery store? These same people brought in boxes of food to my daughter's preschool. . .where they wound up at the same food bank.

Can someone please explain this to me?