Get what? Get back...

Jen and I are trying out new recipes. She has a bajillion cookbooks and we're just poking around and finding some good stuff. So we made our list for this lentil curry dish which calls for shallots. It actually calls for a lot of shallots. So we're in QFC. Yes folks that's a Kroger. We've got everything on this (and then some) minus shallots. So we look for shallots. Can't find them. Don't fucking know what they look like. We know they are onion like. Wait patiently for the woman we'll call "not bitch"... wait no let's call her produce bitch. She's talking to another customer about the weather and such. Not shallots. So fine I wait. Then I ask her if they have shallots. So she says in a condescending way (to be fair I didn't think it was condescending until later), "Yes, sir. They are right next to the garlic." I think she had a "Duh" tone.


So we go and look. Sure enough there is a price for shallots right there but all we see is fucking garlic. Miles and miles of fucking garlic. Also in the next bin is Chinese garlic. (looks like really big red garlic) 2 bins full of fucking garlic and no shallots. I'm trying to decide which garlic is the shallot. (Jen knew better.) So finally after produce bitch is done doing what she's doing. I ask if she's out. Annoyed, she walks up to the Chinese garlic and picks one up and hands it to me. She hands it to me. This is a shallot. I pointed at the sign, "Oh I thought that was Chinese garlic."


She looks down and checks the sign. Then while removing the Chinese garlic she goes on how much things change it's hard to keep the signs up to date. She sounded like I was complaining. OK just for the record it took her much less time to tear down the "incorrect sign" than it would have taken to load the shallots in the bin. Whatever. I'm all ok well we got it now no biggie.

At the checkout the guy is like calling the stuff out and he weighs the shallots and he says, "Shallots... Chinese garlic..." and then after I asked him he explained that they have the same codes and it's the same thing. He was very nice in fact. He even was lamenting how cool it would be if he could just not ring up whatever you had on the bottom of the cart. Obviously they would can him if he did that so we paid for the matchlite...

So check out guy? cool. Produce lady? Bitch.