The Power of a Complaint
Jenelle here...
When I was growing up, I would often go to the grocery store with my mom. Every single time, without fail, she would complain about the grotesque mold growing under the handles of the shopping carts. It was quite grotesque. She would often complain to anyone that would listen about the perils of germs.
Well, mom, someone out there heard you. Today at Jewel I noticed free disinfecting wipes to sanitize your cart should you wish to keep your fresh fruit and meat e coli free. So, while your gripe may have been with a Safeway store 1700 miles away, someone at a Jewel in Racine, Wisconsin heard you. Guess you'll just have to move here.
When I was growing up, I would often go to the grocery store with my mom. Every single time, without fail, she would complain about the grotesque mold growing under the handles of the shopping carts. It was quite grotesque. She would often complain to anyone that would listen about the perils of germs.
Well, mom, someone out there heard you. Today at Jewel I noticed free disinfecting wipes to sanitize your cart should you wish to keep your fresh fruit and meat e coli free. So, while your gripe may have been with a Safeway store 1700 miles away, someone at a Jewel in Racine, Wisconsin heard you. Guess you'll just have to move here.
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