I know bargains are meant to be a good thing, but sometimes they really REALLY annoy me.
Like the January sales, where you can't actually shop for a lovely full-priced outfit with relatively ease because there's a load of bargain basement shit (with people inexplicably fighting over it) clogging up the shop. I'm not saying you can't find the odd decent item in a sale in an actual real life (as opposed to internet) shop . . . but it isn't the easiest.
Then there's the Buy One Get One Free offers, that always pop up at the time when I'm in Waitrose, already heaving a heavy basket full of crap around and craving a six pack of Fanta Zero . . . only to discover that if I want to buy one, I'm going to have to take a second pack too. Now I LOVE Fanta Zero, 12 cans of it for the price of 6 is certainly a lovely offer... but they NEVER have that offer on when I have access to a friend with a car! Or just an extra person with me to help carry it! I'm a little tiny person, y'know! And I have bugger all upper body strength.
Then today I was in my "friendly" local shop (the one where the owners seem to think I'm an alcoholic and seem to hate me, despite the fact I spend half my wages buying wine out of their shop) and wanted a packet of that cheesy pasta stuff. Just the one. Because it's a craving I don't get that often. And I knew I was unlikely to even EAT it all. And in theory, I need to start trying to be healthy, and if I have more than one packet of it, then that's not going to happen. Anyhoo. At the counter, the woman pointed out to me it was two packets for a pound. "But I only want one packet, it's okay" I said. For one thing, I was too lazy to walk to the other side of the shop to pick up another packet. "But it's £1.39 for one packet!" she objected looking at me like I was crazy.
Seriously. Why would you charge more for ONE packet than two packets anyway??? Regardless. I didn't WANT a second packet. And to be honest, not only did I not WANT it, but it was the principle of the thing by that point. She finally grudgingly said she would give me the one packet for a pound. Wow. How big of her.
I know this makes me sound a bit dumb. Like, "why the fuck did you not just take both packets?? You could have given one away or something!!!"
I never at any point said I was not dumb sometimes, did I? But, as you all also know, I do get annoyed easily.
So the people in the shop now not only think I'm an alcoholic, they think I'm a stupid alcoholic. Oh well.
(Sidenote to the owners of my local shop: if any of you are reading . . . may I suggest "two bottles of wine for a pound"? I would DEFINITELY go for that...)