A moment of gritch
Just taking a moment to vent, get it out of my system so I can sleep. Anyway.
In the course of the pandemic, I started relying on grocery delivery. My bones have been especially appreciative since wrestling my full granny cart up and down stairs had become increasingly difficult, one hand on the cart and the other holding my oxygen tank. At first it was taking a bite out of my budget, then one grocery store announced it would accept EBT for deliveries, a huge help. And it freed a bit of cash so I could tip the delivery people.
Over the last month there have been a number of times when the orders were delayed; sometimes they arrived an hour or two later than scheduled; other times they didn’t arrive at all, leaving me no choice but to cancel the order and re-order everything for another day. Today it happened again, got the “your order has been delayed” notice and nothing further. At 10pm, six hours after the scheduled time, I cancelled, then placed the order for the third time, then dropped them a note (not that I have any expectation of useful response).
The store, by the way, is Walmart. Yes, I know, I know. But like I said, it’s the only grocery store in this part of Colorado that accepts EBT for delivery service. As much as I hate giving them business, it’s not like I have much choice. Maybe they’re just too busy congratulating themselves for buying the Denver Broncos, oh whoopdeefuckingdoo.
Rant off. For now, anyway.
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