It's been a quite a while since my last post. There's simply no excuse for it and plenty of hating going on. What pushed me over the edge today? A trip to my local grocery store.
Vons. I hate Vons. I hate their Club Card. I hate all club cards. All of them. How about this: not RIPPING ME OFF because I don't want to carry around one of your stupid cards? How about having a Club Card at the check out counter for when my phone number (that I submitted THREE MONTHS AGO) doesn't register that the clerk can just scan for me? Is that too much to ask? Apparently it is because the lame clerk (who I see all the time) wouldn't just give me a card (she was kind enough to give me another application though) and asked the guy in line behind me to type in his phone number. You'd think I was asking her for a kidney or something when I asked if she could just give me a card or simply swipe one. I'm done with you, Vons. Done.
I got an idea for you, Vons. Why don't you change your slogan to Vons: Rip offs for LIFE.
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