Spot on. Try Lidl in Greystones. Putting my change in pocket after filling up the trolley and this thing that looked like it fell out of the evolution chain says to his tart “I’ll move when yerman [me] gets out of the way”.

He wasn’t too happy when I told him “I’m not in the way, it’s called a que”. The scared child at the checkout began putting his shopping through already, piling one person on top of another. They always do that.

Another evening there were two young lads playing chasing around the store for 5 minutes among the elderly ( my father included ) and the security guard watching them, all the while ‘turning a blind eye’.

Tesco’s may be a lot of things, but they a/ don’t allow loitering, and b/ don’t fuck up customer service.

What you need to do, twenty, is bring an M&S bag with you to Tesco’s to put your shopping in. Bloody snob lol

But Morley’s (where one can purchase various Irish goods, such as biscuits–which, thankfully, come in sealed packages) brings uncleanliness to a new standard….there was actually sawdust (?) on the floor of one I visited….and the sight of the butcher with his blood-streaked apron put me off of purchasing anything there ever again….

spotty/stinks of red bull and john player cheers twenty time to reevaluate my life.

Heh heh.

Even funnier is when they have them at the exit door, for receipt checking and to make sure you don’t leg it with anything.

heh, I love the bit in the Simpsons when they’re all sticking stuff up their jumpers – treadmills, TVs, the lot.

Twenty ?