Is Your Grocery Store Really Clean?
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I remember a time in my younger, much younger life when my family and I would make a trip to the grocery store in Hamilton, Alabama. We did not live "in" Hamilton, but lived out in the country. And trips to the grocery store, the Yellow Front, was not a weekly trek, but sometimes once a month and personally, I thought that this trip was in the same thinking as going to Heaven.
I also remember how very crowded our town was on a Saturday for this was "bill paying," visiting, and grocery shopping day. The aroma of the Yellow Front was in a class alone--fresh, clean, and in this niceness was the distinct aroma of bologna by the stick and other great food aroma's.
These are just a few of the great memories I have of going grocery shopping at the Yellow Front with my parents on (the) Saturday chosen by my dad and mom. NOTE: I tried hard to find a vintage photo of (a) Yellow Front store, but failed. I apologize.
We are all gullible
To some things that were around us, but unseen to our naked eyes. Namely, insects, faulty plumbing, and cracks in the meat cooler refrigerant lines. These things. We never would have left the store screaming in horror even if we had viewed one of these things that today, would cause a Health Dept. to shut the store down until the filthy things were removed.
This is how we as a people have progressed. Progressed is the correct word, right? Anyway.
Today I am so guilty of taking a trip to one of our local grocery outlets that I take these stores for granted. I really do. I hope that before I pass from this life, I will regain my appreciation for simple things like monthly trips to these stores.
But now as a public service to those of you who do the grocery shopping with blinders on, I am going to help you with a piece I am calling . . .
A few more grocery store images
Your store is not really clean . . .
- If all of the employees wear surgical masks, then shop for your groceries elsewhere. No questions asked.
- If you instantly spot a huge tank of ammonia sitting in the corner of the store, you can bet that this store is hiding some form of filth.
- You notice the Health Dept. rating sheet on the wall in plain sight and it reads in red: "Score so low we suggest that you grow your own food."
- When you spot several deceased rodents in the aisles who were eating from a box of cereal.
- When you see a wake of vultures gathered on the meat counter.
- Some employees are being given CPR in the back of the store.
- You pick up a carton of orange juice or milk and have to wipe the dust from your hands as you sit the carton inside your buggy.
- A swarm of flies attack you in the produce section.
- You almost vomit on yourself when you spy the skeleton of a dog that passed away in the dairy section. Well, at least it was not a human skeleton.
- You discover that the rest rooms are THE cleanest areas of the store.
- You pick up a can of peaches and cut your hand on the rust that has eaten away the top of the can.
- The store manager resembles a cast member of "The Walking Dead."
- The cashier who checks you out feels sorry for you and just tells you to, "hurry and pick up your bags and beat it."
- The music playing over the Muzak system in the store is "Taps."
- You cannot prove it, but you swear that you viewed the Grim Reaper choosing a stalk of bananas.
- A beggar outside of the store is GIVING customers exiting the store money he has collected.
- You call the Health Dept. to report some of these infractions and they threaten to have you locked up if you call them again.
These are but a few of the tip-off's for you to know that your grocery store is clean or not.
I would share more, but my stomach does not feel so well.
And a pleasant good night, Albertville, Alabama.
Some good old nostalgia . . .
© 2016 Kenneth Avery
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