Price Comparisons

You've probably heard stores like WalMart and Meijer (and others, I'm sure) say they will honor their competitors' prices. I've been in line once or twice behind someone purchasing a case of pop or something...and they'll show the cashier an ad from another store, stating a cheaper price.

But a few days ago, that whole price comparison thing went to a brand new level. I had to go to WalMart. No really, I had to. I needed sausage patties for my Pancakes with the Princess lunch and Meijer didn't have what I wanted. So that was my main goal. Sausage.

Of course, when I went to check out, only half the lanes were open, and the express lanes were backed up through the main aisle and into the clothing. So even though the contents of my cart totaled four $.25 Christmas clearance signs, one $5 cupcake holder, two $.98 boxes of sausage, and a $2.50 box of donut holes for my Sunday School class...I got in a normal line.

I am that person who gets in the slowest line, regardless if it's the longest or the shortest. So I try not to overanalyze and just get in line. That day I chose a line where the person at the front was paying, the next person had two carts, and then it would be my turn. You know...maybe by the time I turned 90.

Or I thought the person at the front was paying. In reality she was waiting for customer service to bring a different vacuum to the register because who-knows-what was wrong with the big old box of a vacuum she'd dragged up there.

The line to the left appeared to be moving more quickly, so I scootchy-scooed over there. The lady unloaded most of her cart onto the belt. You know, minus the couple of bags of pet food and salt under the cart, the four cases of pop and two cases of water IN the cart, and probably something else, too. Just as I was about to lay down the order divider, I heard the words.

I have some price comparisons today, too.

Okay let's talk about the definition of some. Wait. Maybe she meant sum.

She whipped out TWO PAGES of handwritten notes that covered everything from pizza to toilet paper to that stupid salt under the cart. Everything was cheaper somewhere else. So the cashier had to ring up the item and then punch in the better price. (Sometimes she had to run around the counter, zap the item still in the cart, run back around to change the price...run back around to zap something else and then run back to change the price.)

Are you kidding me!??!!?!!

I texted Rachel, our student worker and said, "If I don't show up at work, check Wal Mart, aisle five. And bring me a polar pop." (Except I accidentally typed polar poop. Good thing I caught that before I hit send.)

Then I texted Ronda, since she's my scripture memorizing buddy. I said, "Here's a thought I'm taking captive instead of saying it to the lady in front of me in checkout...If you have a list of better prices at other stores for your WHOLE CART...could you not just go to the other stores to start with?"