Not so super-market

I went to the joy that is Tescos last night. I’m off to Canada for two weeks of R&R with my lovely sister next week, so I just needed to get a few bits and bobs to keep me going. You know, rush in and out, spend 20 quid or so. Yeah right. The actual shopping experience wasn’t too bad, bar the usual small children under the wheels of the trolley every now and again. Then I arrived at the checkout. The nice man in front of me actually handed me one of the next customer things rather that the usual Leytonstonian custom of making me sprawl over all of their shopping to get it. I’m merrily putting things onto the conveyor belt when I notice that my packet of frozen veggies is split. So, I pick it up and hotfoot it over to the frozen section to get one which isn’t. Duly done, I run back to my checkout where the man in front of me is now paying. I now also have a man behind me (who I pass the next customer thingie too).
Then I look down into my trolley to put the last of the bits onto the conveyor belt when I notice something strange. There appear to be sausages all over the bottom of the trolley. I realise then that my sausage packet has also split, depositing frozen bangers all over the place. I rescue the one making a break for freedom via the child seat in the trolley, chuck them all back in the bag and race back to the frozen section. My mind goes blank – all the freezer doors are steamed up—where are the sausages? Finally I locate them (in the freezer called “Burgers” natch) and swap my broken bag for a fresh one. I turn to rush back to the till. Oh god, the man who was in front of me has left and the man who was behind me obviously got bored of my strange obsession with running to and from the frozen section and has also gone. Which one is it?!? Thankfully one of the sausages did make it to the floor and I spot it under one of the tills so know it must be mine. Phew. So, frozen food crises over, I pay my money (and am aghast to find it costs almost 50 quid) and make my way home.
And realise I’ve forgotten to get three out of the four ingredients I wanted for dinner that evening. Sigh.