So, I marched up to the end of the aisle to find help, but there were no employees. I went back and waited by the shelf thinking someone would happen by and take pity on me. No luck.
Finally I slid out the cardboard dividers they kept between flavors and started batting the sweet potatoes forward. It took about a solid minute of batting it with this piece of cardboard to get it to where I could reach it that's how far back and tightly packed between the containers on either side it was.
In the end I won, but I would like a word with person who designs grocery shelves! At least the baby aisle if not all of them should accommodate shopping with a baby on your hip.
This is not the first time I've been inconvenienced thus, one day in December I went grocery shopping and the spice packet I wanted was on the top shelf in a row of tightly packed envelopes so I was pathetically imitating someone hopping, trying to stretch with one foot on the bottom shelf. All I could think as my fingertips grazed it was that it would rip and pour chili seasoning into my eyes and all over Riley. People walked by ignoring my polite "excuse me"s the whole time.
Same store same day I was after Mike's favorite coffee which the store by us no longer carries. Wouldn't ya know it was on the highest shelf! As I'm cursing inwardly at my luck an elderly woman slightly taller than myself comes over and with clearly arthritic hands tries to get it down for me. Between the two of us we managed after quite the comedy of errors (we're lucky the whole shelf didn't come down on us). It makes you wonder why the grocery shelves are as high and deep as they are.
Am I the only one who has skipped an item that was inconveniently located? Or the only one who can barely reach things on the very top shelf? I doubt it. Really what's the deal...
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