Normally, I'd whump up some preserved lemons, but I didn't have the month to do so after choosing a Moroccan dish for next Saturday, so I went into WF rather tentatively to pay an absurd amount for my missing ingredient.
It gave me the opportunity to observe the female of the subspecies Homo richus twittus in full shopping mode. These yuppie twits were shovelling the exact same products as were available across the street for 20 - 50% lower prices into the carts with no apparent concern for cost, nor knowledge that they were getting ripped off.
Frankly, I think they deserve what they get, but it is still dismaying to watch that sort of wanton disinterest in value at work. Most of them didn't even bother to look at the receipt before signing it.
