Thursday, November 8, 2007

The Chocolate Bar Incident

Alright, I have to relay this crazy story to you all that happened to Clare and I at the Shoprite (which is a South African grocery store chain). We arrived a the Shoprite around 6pm, which is about the time I get really hungry from not eating much all day. So, to help this hungry situation Clare and I decided to share a chocolate bar so we would be able to make it until dinner. We found the candy aisle that had a large variety of chocolate bars from nestle and Cadbury. The Chocolate Dream Bar called out to us - it had dark chocolate outside and milk chocolate truffle center. I mean, how could you go wrong - it sounded heavenly. So, we picked it up and headed off to the cashier. She went to scan or chocolate dream bar and then her scanner wouldn't pick up the price. The cashier turned to the bagger to go and find the price although I informed her I didn't see a price listed. She sent the bagger anyway - who after a long time came back to report there was no price. However, he also stated that we must leave the chocolate bar behind as we couldn't purchase it because they didn't know the price. What??? I couldn't believe my ears - I was hungry and the only thing I wanted was this Chocolate Dream Bar. So, I suggested (calmly) that they could ring up another chocolate bar of similar size and brand in order to get a price but then give me my chocolate dream bar. Oh, no they proclaimed this was not possible because the two bars were different. I couldn't understand what the big deal was - so, I tried again with the scanning another bar tactic. Finally the bagger grabbed a random chocolate bar and gave it to the cashier to scan. I thought yes - success! But I was wrong they would only give me the random bar they scanned or I could talk with a manager about the situation.

Finally, I decided to give up and went to grab a different chocolate bar that has the price listed and was the same price as the random one the bag boy grabbed. However, they couldn't just give this to me they had to remove the random bar from the receipt and then ring up this new bar. And this involved calling over a manager. I finally got to pay for my chocolate and to add insult to injury she gave me a roll of 200 shilling coins that equaled a 1000 shillings instead of 1000 shilling bill. How Rude! I guess that is what I get for pissing off the cashier. But really all I wanted was my Chocolate Dream Bar was that really too much to ask. I just couldn't understand why they wouldn't sell me what I wanted.

Now, I know some of you reading this might think - wow that Maria is darn stubborn, which is true that is a family trait. But was I really being that demanding. I was hungry and I wanted this particular chocolate bar. Oh well, maybe another time. Just not at Shoprite.

6 comments:

Richard said...

Uh oh - is this a bad sign for our Amazing Race audition? ;-)

Sounds like you are having an amazing time...so jealous. I am getting over a cold from my trip to Vienna and working crazy hours. Fun times... talk to you soon!

RCJ

Dr. L. Kat. said...

I can see the headlines now "Major diplomatic incident caused by chocolate bar, details at 11."

RTD Watch said...

Maria is pretty silly.....

Unknown said...

I love that you talk about food all the time - that must be why we're friends!

But what happened to all your cultural sensitivity training? No chocolate bar means no chocolate bar. No wonder the whole world hates Americans - because Maria goes from one country to another damanding chocolate. First France, than Israel, Japan, now Uganda (you should have seen angry mob when she visited me in Prague). Pretty soon we'll never be able to leave the country. :)

They probably saved your life. A chocolate bar without a price probably means its been there for a LONG time (at least that's what I tell myself).

Barbara said...

You're just having a Wizard of Oz moment. Never thought the day would come when Maria would be bested by a cashier! It took a cashier in Uganda to do it, but it has finally happened.

Dorothy, you're not in Denver anymore!!!!

bobathy said...

Well, now I know what I want for a souvenir: a chocolate dream bar. MMMmmmmm...