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| - Worst Trader Joe's ever! Never coming back here! Granted, I live in the East Valley, and only stopped by because I was in the neighborhood.
First, the place is filled with the olds, probably due to it's close proximity to Sun City. Thus, imagine the typically cramped isles of TJ combined with self-absorbed old couples standing in the middle of each isle, arguing with each other about what food to buy! Normally, I have no truck with the elderly, however, these must be the folks who voted for their fellow olds, Jan Brewer, complaining how immigants are ruining AZ. How about we talk about how the snowbirds are making our shopping so much more difficult?
Secondly, I ended up with the most surely cashier I've ever had at a TJ. Before ringing up my one 6pack, she eyed my suspiciously. "Just how old are you?"
I understand that clerks are supposed to ID people, and I always have my ID ready to show. However, her suspicion floored me, as I surprisingly stammered "I'm 40!!!" while showing her my papers. (BTW, I'm not white!) She studied it for a good 15 seconds and then continued to ring up my stuff, without the requisite pseudocompliment. "Oh, you just look soooo young for your age" joke. C'mon, what underaged teen is going to try to pass off as a 40 year old?
Upon further reflection, maybe the clerk was none other than crazy loon Jan Brewer? After all, all racist old white women look the same to me!
(One star, because the friendly clerk who gave me the sausage/mustard sample was nice, and agreed that the mustard was "surprisingly good!"
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