What ever happened to the fine art of sacking groceries?
Memo to the disinterested bag-boy at Albertson's -- I know you're bored to tears standing around "helping" people while your X-Box sits at home, alone and silent, but I brought this bag with me for two reasons: 1) The Happiest Town in America has decided to impose a fee on me if you provide me one (a policy I support actually), and Second) I want to carry my six-pack and my gallon of milk inside the bag, something I can't do if you put the bread and vegetables on the bottom. Dude puts half-a-dozen items in my shopping bag -- cheese, lunch meat, chips, bread and veggies -- then hands me the bag, the six-pack and the milk! Really? WTH? Do I have three hands?