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Faux pas on aisle 4!

10 Feb

Thank you Google Images, I couldn’t agree more!

When thinking of shopping in Europe, one conjures images of sidewalk markets brimming with fresh fruits and veggies from the farmer’s garden. Those certainly exist and my husband and I enjoy them on Sunday afternoons. But just like in the US, there are chain stores where you get your non perishables as well. This is how I received a crash course in French grocery store etiquette.

First, please know that I’m not the kind of shopper who:

1) leaves a cart in the middle of the aisle

2) pays by check regularly and if I do, doesn’t fill in the check prior to checkout

3) invades your personal space in the checkout

4) abuses the express checkout by getting in the ‘10 items or less’ aisle with 11+ items

Admittedly, I do fancy myself as someone of at least average intellect, but the expat experience will sometimes make you think you are, as my father would say, ‘a few bricks shy of a load’ sometimes. So, I’m confessing now, that I did the unthinkable; yes, the almost unforgivable act of taking someone else’s shopping cart by accident. But before you judge me, please read on. And hopefully, just maybe, you can find it in your heart to forgive my egregious breach of shopping etiquette.

One of my favorite movies is Mr. Mom with Michael Keaton and I couldn’t help but laugh for thinking that kind of shopping disaster could never happen to me. Let me just say, be careful of what you find funny or ridiculous, because it could happen to you!

Granted, I didn’t knock fruit over or abandon a child in the cart, but the same awkwardness and cluelessness are spot on. As we do in the US and the UK, we take our carts (or trolleys for our UK friends) and mind our path while not blocking the aisles as best we can. So naturally, I did the same, keeping my path as close to the right as possible (or would it be the left in the UK?) and went about my shopping. I wouldn’t say I received dirty looks, but people curiously looked at the cart first, then at me. I didn’t understand that you don’t push your cart around all the time to each location, you instead park your cart in a general area and walk to get the other items you need, then return to your parked cart when finished. Well, didn’t get the memo, yet again. How can something as simple as pushing a cart, be so different in another country? It was when I realized my faux pas and began leaving my cart, that I unknowingly lost it! The one I returned to had the same stuff in it as I had and was in the same general area, so it must be mine. So I thought.

Getting in the checkout lane (or ‘till’ for our British counterparts), I noticed people stacking their groceries like mad onto the belt. It was at such a fast and furious pace, it looked like an actual race. Naturally, I followed suit and began to pile my items in anticipation of being next, as if I were to win an imaginary prize. If it weren’t for my husband telling me that you have to weigh and bag your own items, I would have been up the proverbial creek without a paddle.

When the clerk was ready, she began scanning my items at lighting speed, sliding them down the stainless steel chute, as I did my best to keep ahead of her by bagging at the other end, still with my eyes on the imaginary prize. Back in the US, I remember the young man who usually bagged my groceries would ask,  ‘paper or plastic, ma’am?’ In France, you bring your own bags or purchase them at the store. It’s not posted anywhere so if you don’t know,  ‘you’re just caught with your bags down.’ In the States, it would always amaze me how the baggers could quickly ascertain which items work best in the same bag and stacked them from heaviest to lightest on top and hand you your candy or gum in one fell swoop! Now, I was just cramming the stuff in the bags as fast as I could, in an effort not to hold up the line.

After the ordeal was over and it was time to return my cart, I thought; now, I can relax. Gingerly pushing the cart sideways up a slight, uphill grade (the carts have wheels that turn 360 degrees–see previous post for more irony) to its holder.  I began to take the coin out of the slot in the cart and it wouldn’t move. I pulled and pulled and still, nothing. I saw the chain and realized, ah, ha! There is a lock that clenches the coin and triggers the engaging or releasing of both the coin and chain. This [locking system] had escaped my notice upon getting the cart, as my hubby was kind enough to do it for me.

Feeling slightly empowered by my firm grasp of the obvious, I began to insert the chain into the wrong slot (the one holding the coin) for a good 30 seconds, which my friends, is a long time in ‘Cartworld’. Then, in a stroke of belated genius, I decided, maybe I should look at the other carts to see how they lock together (better late than never I suppose) and rejoiced at unlocking the mystery! The chain inserts in the back of the lock box verses where the coin is. After loading the car with my goodies (including a few surprises, like gaining some new items from the cart switch) I collapsed into the car from mental exhaustion thinking, and I’ve got to do this again next week?

Bonne courses, y’all (happy shopping)!

 
6 Comments

Posted by on February 10, 2011 in Daily life in France

 

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6 responses to “Faux pas on aisle 4!

  1. Tammi

    February 11, 2011 at 5:26 pm

    I can so relate to this post! My mother in law would actually push other people and their carts out of the way, it was very embarassing. The other thing is hate is that there is no concept of personal space and I hate being pushed in line which always happened, so I would turn around and look at them and smile.

    Had I not watched my mother in law, I’m no sure I would’ve figured out how to get a cart unattached to the rest.

    great post as usual! Reminds me of all the little things I’ve experienced yet never thought to write about. You’re funnier than me!

     
    • expatriotgames

      February 12, 2011 at 8:49 am

      Oh dear, really, Tammi? She did that, oh my! I think you handled it the best way, acknowledge the breach, but do it with your ‘couture’ style ;0). Thanks for the compliment, I enjoy your writing too!

       
  2. wherewander

    February 11, 2011 at 11:43 pm

    oh my!! this is a funny adventure!!! Next time you´ll be an experienced shopper and you´ll do it the french way!!!

     
    • expatriotgames

      February 12, 2011 at 8:52 am

      Ah Ms. Ellen, you never cease to give me a much needed boost!

      Isn’t the blogging community great? Here I thought that I was going to encourage you, and then y’all end up encouraging me! You guys are the best, thank you so very much!

       
  3. Mindy@FindingSilverLinings

    February 15, 2011 at 6:00 pm

    HaHaHa! It’s so funny that every culture has its own way of doing everything!! Down to shopping cart etiquette. Well, you live an learn.
    xo
    Mindy

     
    • expatriotgames

      February 15, 2011 at 7:23 pm

      Indeed they do, Mindy! Thanks for commenting and again, GREAT JOB on being Freshly Pressed! Drop by anytime and I’ll do the same ;0)

       

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