The Basket
After I turned 17 and could drive, every so often my mother would send me to do the food shopping. Not often at all - less than once every other month, and often with my brother, and always with her credit card and a note saying I was authorized to use it that day.
For some reason I was always embarrassed to push the shopping cart. Maybe I was worried someone would think I was buying all that food just for myself; I don't know. I would try to fit everything in a basket and of course it never worked. You just can't fit all the food needed for a four-person family in one of those baskets.
When I moved to FL, I switched from my parents once-a-week method of food shopping, to my grandparents once-every-few/couple-of-days method. As a single person, it worked better for me. Still does. To this day, I rarely take a shopping cart when I walk into a supermarket.
Today, on my way to the supermarket, I decided to stop at the bookstore. There's a blog I stumbled across a couple of months ago. The author of it wrote a book. There was something that had been rubbing me the wrong way about the blog, but I couldn't figure out what it was, and I wanted to see if the book would clear things up for me. It did.
But that's not what this post is about. One of the issues the author raised in the book is what it says about you if you take a basket over a shopping cart when you enter a supermarket. In a nutshell, she equates being alone with being a loser, a failure, and that taking a basket sends the message to everyone that you are that loser.
I had never thought of that before reading the book. So glad I decided to stop off at the bookstore before heading to the supermarket.
For some reason I was always embarrassed to push the shopping cart. Maybe I was worried someone would think I was buying all that food just for myself; I don't know. I would try to fit everything in a basket and of course it never worked. You just can't fit all the food needed for a four-person family in one of those baskets.
When I moved to FL, I switched from my parents once-a-week method of food shopping, to my grandparents once-every-few/couple-of-days method. As a single person, it worked better for me. Still does. To this day, I rarely take a shopping cart when I walk into a supermarket.
Today, on my way to the supermarket, I decided to stop at the bookstore. There's a blog I stumbled across a couple of months ago. The author of it wrote a book. There was something that had been rubbing me the wrong way about the blog, but I couldn't figure out what it was, and I wanted to see if the book would clear things up for me. It did.
But that's not what this post is about. One of the issues the author raised in the book is what it says about you if you take a basket over a shopping cart when you enter a supermarket. In a nutshell, she equates being alone with being a loser, a failure, and that taking a basket sends the message to everyone that you are that loser.
I had never thought of that before reading the book. So glad I decided to stop off at the bookstore before heading to the supermarket.
posted by Green at 8/13/2006 10:06:00 PM
5 Comments:
That's ridiculous, judging people and looking down upon them based upon such a trivial thing as whether they have a basket or a cart.
When I took mass transit to the grocery store, I used to use a basket as a reality check. I was going to have to shlep my groceries home, so I didn't want to accidentally buy more than I could comfortably carry. Now I normally drive to the grocery store, but I'll use a basket if I'm just running in for a few things and a cart if I'm getting a ton of stuff.
There's something wrong with someone who is so judgmental and prone to looking for "losers."
really. that writer must be projecting what she thinks others think of her.I see people with little baskets and I just *sigh*. It seems healthier and lighter and freer.
Love the basket.
If I were single, I would use the "baskart." You know, not the big-ass one *I* have to use to cram food down this family of four. The little, cute, dainty carts. The next step up from a basket.
I like the baskarts because they make me feel like I'm shopping for enough food to stay home and entertain people but not too little food so that my refrigerator echoes when I open it.
But am I gonna label anyone a loser because of what they use to load up at the store? Nooooooooo. Don't sweat that logic.
I love looking at people's shopping carts. You can tell so much about a person by their food choices.
oh so late to this but i am basket all the way.
I try hard not to drive ot the sotre and i agree with drunkenhouseife,if you get a cart,you can not carry that shit home.
dont laitne to her Greenie-
ohhhhh my typos make me cringe.I am sorry green.
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