Pack rot

On a misty afternoon I made one of my regular sojourns to Somerfield, the supermarket I recently mentioned recently which exudes an air of hopelessness and depression. The dank weather fitted the occasion rather well.

I bought 12 pints of milk, a newspaper, and carton of grapes. The cashier rang my items though his till, then packed all 12 pints of milk in one carrier bag and placed the newspaper and the grapes in another. The 12 pints of milk weight 7.2 kilos and bitter past experience informs me that this is considerably beyond the tolerances of a lone carrier bag. The grapes and the newspaper weight less than a single kilo.

I repacked the both bags into a more symmetrical arrangement in front of the cashier, utterly bemused by his lack of common sense as I did so. Just before I walked away, I released he was giving me the evil eye, as though offended that I should consider his packing adequate.

Waitrose cannot open soon enough...