Tesco thinks of everything….

I went shopping tonight… just your usual quickie nip in and nip out again’ that the major brands like to emphasise… My problem was that I picked up the wrong basket… ‘My’ basket had obviously survived the 2003 shopping wars, and had the scars to show… Even when I picked it up, it felt all wrong… the usual balance wasn’t there, and I felt I lost time in the first three aisles…

When I got to the dog food section I realised my problem. The basket was essentially crippled, with the welding on one side on one of the handles loose and floating… (I’m only going into such detail for the potential of legal action…lol – see later)

In the effort of trying to help the said basket achieve it’s aim of being fit for the purpose it was provided for, I tried to rearrange the handle so that it would grasp an optimum point of contact again…

Then

OUCH!!

BLOOD

My knuckles were reduced to bloody pulps….

Cutting to the chase… I was quite prepared to lick my wounds, pay my bill and do my thang, but the powers that be determined that I should be treated,  documented and plastered before my leave… but not a sniff of discount!!

Now don’t get me wrong… I am a firm believer in Darwin and his evolutionary scheme of things, but IF such an horrific accident is brought to the attention of the staff of an excellent establishment such as Tescos (Sick)  surely one of their customer appeasement managers should have been in attendance?
I don’t like causing a fuss, especially when I have injured myself in worse ways without a scapegoat, but it’s just I kinda object to the nature of Tescos, a company that is one of the worst payers of suppliers in the UK, yet just announced record profits..

Well at least I got a plaster, and a nice Tescos blue one as well…and the staff were good… I don’t like complaining, but then again I don’t like monopolies either…