Thursday, April 8, 2010

On Not Spitting Bubbles:

Today I went to the store to by food and other items I was in need of. I do this most weeks. Some items are regulars and others less frequent.

This time I needed laundry detergent along with the food. I was out of it and the laundry pile at home was starting to creep out of the laundry room. It was getting so big I worried about the dogs safety at night.

Laundry was the first thing I was going to do when I got home.

We parked, found a cart with no major flaws. I hit the produce, milk, cereal, and paper isles. Now we are almost done. Will I find my detergent brand? They were out of it last time and that is why I had run dry. I find my brand in the cleaning products isle and in the no perfume, no dye kind that I prefer. Score!

We go home put away the groceries and I am armed and ready to attack the laundry. In goes the water as I add the water softener, the bleach, then I pour in the detergent.

It was not the same thickness as I was used to. I looked at it again. No bubbles were forming. I poured more out into the little cup on top and stuck my fingers into the liquid.

Water. Just plain water in my extra large container of detergent.

I don’t know if it was a customer who returned it full of water after using all the contents just to get their money back and save/steal a buck. Maybe an employee of the store was taking there pound of flesh on their employer. It could have been at the factory as a joke.

I don’t know and I don’t care. My time and gas and good faith was abused. Watch yourself out there. Bad times lead to people taking advantage. My money is hard to come by too and I‘m spitting mad about it.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

We hard-workin' gals in Nanticoke beat our clothes on the rocks :)