From NumismaticNerd: Ham Hocks and Organic Milk in the drink cooler near the register at a regular Huge Raptor.
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Greetings Curious Scroller,
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I can actually explain this, especially if you were at a stupor-valued markets store. Whenever a custy decides they do not want something cold and there is not a porter available, we are told to shove it (no matter what it is) into the drink coolers at the head of our checkstands until we or the porter can put it away.
Posted by: knittykitty | Wednesday, February 29, 2012 at 06:14 AM
Well at least they put it in a cooler. I hate when they no loner want a perishable item and instead of putting it back in a cooler or giving it to an employee to put back they just shove it wherever they are standing. Hardly a day goes by that we don't find some perishable item left out on a shelf to go bad.
Posted by: greenie | Wednesday, February 29, 2012 at 10:12 PM