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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

damn you, Harris Teeter

whoever this Harris Teeter fellow is, I despise his uncanny use of marketing/salesmanship. He puts the milk in the VERY back of the store, a decision that cost me $15 last night. I fell into the trap, the ruse is on me (and every other joker who has fallen for it).

vengeance shall be mine.

3 Comments:

Blogger Nick said...

You go to buy milk, and the beer is a tempting side item, which then becomes necessary...am I right?

4:23 PM

 
Blogger dantheheel said...

nah, I sort of wish that were true. Usually when I go to Harris Teeter to get beer, the mission is pretty well established, though.

this time, the fuckers tricked me into buying an assortment of salsa and spices -- definitely enriching -- but hardly necessary and I don't know if I do enough cooking (or if my caliber of cooking is high enough -- though I can turn on chef DTM at times for the family or the ladies) to justify their purchase. No lie, the Vic card played a role in this as well.

12:18 AM

 
Blogger Nick said...

That is one thing about the vic card. It doesn't save you money, it makes you spend it. You spend 2.50 instead of 3.50 on something you don't really need under the guise of saving money, when in actuality, you probably would not have bought it otherwise, or at least allowed the price to act as more f a deterrent.

8:34 AM

 

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