Sunday, May 27, 2007

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine

Yesterday I needed to get a fruit basket as a thank you gift for the host of a bridal shower. I stopped in Citarella's looking for the elusive fruit basket.

Mass chaos - no fruit baskets to be found

I decided that I'd get a cup of coffee instead and leave.

At this point I'm near the exit and there is a line of shoppers with carts running down into the aisle. I walked up to a man and asked if he would move his cart so I could get back to the coffee near the entrance of the store.

He turns to me and says, "No, I'm a very busy man."

I'm not entirely sure what exactly that has to do with moving a cart to let me slide through.

My solution: walk out the exit and walk back in the entrance.

As I was leaving I noticed another man with ~six shopping carts full of food. I guess he thought he ordered on FreshDirect because he was becoming irate when he found out he actually had to stand on line to check out all the items.

- Still looking for my fruit basket


  1. You forgot to mention that much of the help at Citarella is incompetent. As a 3-=year + east Hamptonite, I have finally had it. House for sale.

  2. Hey Andy, as a 40 yr. resident....good riddance. I wish everyone that calls this place the, "Hamptons" would follow your lead and go the F--K back to where they came from than we would'nt have to put up with the idiots that respond to this moronic web site because there was no rudeness before they came.