Nothing but Flowers
Friday, August 15, 2003
I was awoken by the Peapod delivery man this morning. Now, if you have not discovered peapod then you are spending far too much of your precious time in line at actual grocery stores. Except, of course, for the produce section. I can't yet bring myself to buy anything that needs to be touched before purchase from peapod.
Anyway, the peapod man totally called me on it. I buzzed him in and he laughed "oh, you're totally screwed aren't you?"
Such lip. It must have been the frantic way I told him to just dump everything in the front instead of carrying it to the kitchen.
Course, it was 8am and I was half-asleep and in my pajamas to let him in. Somehow the blinking of my gaydar made it a little better--at least I was ungroomed (my hair is FUNNY in the morning) and sleepy in front of someone who wasn't attracted to women. I'm sure I could turn this into biting commentary about socialization if I were wittier, but hey.
I unwittingly proved several theories of consumer behaivior with this order from peapod. Unwittingly is the odd part, since I placed the order Wednesday night after the marketing class where we were discussing these theories. hmmmmmmmmmmm...
but when diet coke is on sale how can you not buy 6 cases? Especially when you don't have to carry it anywhere?
I always think I'm saving money, but yet I look in the kitchen and aside from being re-stocked on my main staples (diet coke, red wine, rice krispies, milk, Amy's vegan frozen food ) it still looks like I don't shop. And I certainly can't see how I spent nearly $80 on food.
I try to remember the contents of my mom's fridge...lots of produce, so that has to wait until I get to the produce mart; lots of meat, which I don't eat; random things that look like they had been there since 1960...what else??
On a side note, my mother has a lot of new appliances, which I saw for the first time when I was visiting in July. The new fridge has drawers with digital temperture readings.
The air conditioner is totally automatic
As is the dishwasher (it "senses" what level to set, when to start, if there is soap, etc)
I find that a little scary. Soon our appliances will place our orders with peapod for us. On second thought, that might not be so bad...hmmm...
Yeah. SO. peapod. It rocks. Makes me feel lazy since I live 2 blocks from the supermarket, but then I couldn't buy 6 cases of diet coke at a time.
Tomorrow I lose my dining room table. "My" is of course a lie, though I do feel that 2 years of custody gives me some rights. I cleaned it off, so now there are piles of mail, magazines, and textbooks in little piles on the floor of my apartment instead of on the table. Somehow this is not an improvement.
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