Undoubtedly Superquinn in Sundrive is home to the weirdest collection of people anywhere. I was there twice today and saw the following:
- A man who looked exactly like Bob from Twin Peaks, except retarded
- A man with his face burnt off
- Parents, quite clearly off their faces, standing for ages trying to decide which yoghurt to buy while their toddler daughter ran about the place hither and thither
- A perfectly able-bodied lady demanding that somebody wheel her trolley out to her car
- A guy who works in the bakery who looks like a giant, really
- An enormously fat woman eating a packet of Jaffa Cakes as she went around
- A mother and daughter shouting at each other at the checkout
- A man desperately trying to get one of the fast checkout price gun thingies, not realising you need the card to activate it. He was at it for at least two minutes.
And go any other day and it’s the same. Full of the oddest people in town. Try it out for yourself. There’s always the jam doughnuts to make it worth your while.
Ah, I miss the school job in the spackermarket.
‘Here missus, do you want stuffing for that chicken or are you going to pay cash?’
Good days…
Conversely, the ‘Quinn in Ranelagh is always jammed with MILFs.
You’ve just described every supermarket in the USA.
The fat woman eating Jaffa Cakes. Not something I could stand to see.
My eyesight is getting worse – I read that as Superquim, Sundrive
mmmmmm
doughnuts
Ha, Superquim.
Heh!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/8064867.stm
A man threatening to commit suicide by jumping from a Chinese bridge was approached by a passer-by who shoved him over the edge, local media say.
Lai Jiansheng, 66, said he was fed up with the desperate man’s “selfish activity” which caused huge traffic jams in Guangzhou, southern China.
What a fucking Legend..
Superquinn down our way is full of middle class cock monkeys braying about how the X5 is a perfect car for the mum around town
mmmm Milf…
Changed a lot since I lived there back in the early 1830s. Of course back then there used to be a rat infested open sewer running from beside Superquinn, under Sundrive Road and on towards Mount Argus. However the fat cow munching the Jaffa Cakes was there even then ISTR. Used to go in to buy alcohol underage for my 10-14 yo siblings.
That was our local supermarket for ten years to 2003. The only supermarket in Ireland that regularly ran out of lettuce, bread, milk and yoghurts.
They inhabited a strange world for a long time trying to keep the original working-class customers happy whilst also trying to pull in the growing middle-class. So they’d have 50 chicken fillets for a fiver alongside hummus and taramsalata.
Saw Fergal there one day and at least ten OAPs orgasmed as he shook their hands.
Last year I popped in with my sis-in-law. Holy shit, I didn’t recognise the place. Obviously they’ve decided they’ve had enough of working class scum and now only sell things like halloumi-encrusted virgin lamb’s vagina with a hint of rosemary.
Are they still doing bingo across the road and is the mental nicknack shop next door still selling the most bizarre selection of useless items under one roof?
Not sure about the bingo – I know it’s across the road but I’ve never noticed if it’s operational.
The knick-knack shop is still there with the two brothers who do nothing but stand outside the shop smoking.
They’ve spruced up most of the Superquinn shops, I think – although the one in Walkinstown was throwback to the 80s last time I was in there.
Oh, and the halloumi-encrusted virgin lamb’s vagina with a hint of rosemary is to die for.
Then you see the cunts that stand and read the fuckin label’s looking for the amounts Es, Os,As, and all the other chemicals that are good for you.
Then there’s the pricks with a menu and a related shopping list clipped to the trolley, they go around weighing single vegetables until they get one to suite the menu, then they phone some other cunt to check it all, best part of it is, hardly any of the starved looking bastards can cook.
I say, more weedkiller, more pesticides, that’s what’s needed!
Sounds to me like you’ve wandered onto a Fellini set somewhere. We have a cafe near us populated by a family of Fellini extras. It’s worth it to go in for a coffee just to see the wanderings about.
Everything but the donkey.
Crumlin Shopping Centre is much better for freak watching, Saturday afternoon there is like walking onto the set of Lord of the Rings. Very disturbing!
Try the Tesco in Crumlin for weirdness