French
Supermarket Toilets
vs
English Supermarket Car Parks
It seems to me that
competition between English and French supermarkets is rife and healthy, but as
the title suggests it’s not about the price of fair trade teabags or wine, to
name a couple of items dear to my heart, in each case one country wins hands
down – I’ll leave you to decide which is which!!
No, the competition is
more basic and involves which of the supermarkets on either side of The English
Channel or La Marche, depending on which side of this narrow stretch of water
you are reading this!!, wins the “RH Bizarre Design Award!”
First, am I the only
person to wonder on the issue of car park design for new English supermarkets?
They seem to always take the bulk of the customer traffic right past the
main entrance, where people are either hurrying in to get that item they forgot
or was out of stock, or rushing out having had their nerves stretched to
breaking point by; empty shelves for many of the items you came in for,
screaming parents threatening to “kill” their children if they don’t stop
making an exhibition of themselves, constant colleague announcements, special
offers that are more expensive than the regular priced item next door on the
shelf and multiple choice for a simple
item like a jar of strawberry jar (with sugar / without, with fruit / without,
own brand basic, own brand normal, own brand finest, this make or that make or
that one or that one or that one ....).
In both scenarios all the customer wants to do is get out, get home and
have a nice soothing cup of tea preferably full caffeine, washed down with a
large tumbler of something stronger! The
last thing these unfortunate people will want to think about is the Green Cross
Code! But, it also works both ways and
drivers trying to leave with their shopping, some of whom may be the self same
people as above, will pay little heed to the Highway Code, particularly at busy
times when there is a constant flow of people, both ways (many stressed – see above),
crossing the zebra crossing across the main exit road and into and out of the
main entrance to the shop. Surely, there must be another and better way to deal
with all these fraught people!?!
A further thought, it’s
on a par with Fire Exit signs! What’s
the first rule for evacuating a burning building? DON’T RUN - Leave slowly in an
orderly fashion through the marked Fire Exits – Marked with the regulation
sign; a green arrow pointing to the escape route followed by a green man –
RUNNING!
But now a quick hop
over that thin stretch of water separating them and us, and all that water will
no doubt have you running for a loo in no time after disembarkation,
particularly as you will have been waiting uncomfortably in your vehicle (with
at least one or two people who failed to understand the announcement, not to
start you engine until told to do so), for some considerable time, maybe
worrying about whether French customs will want to unpack your carefully
stacked up car, that you have spent several hours jig-sawing together and have
since added a number of last minute purchases such as sandwiches for lunch,
duty free that isn’t now but still seemed a good buy, newspapers to gloat over
and make you realise what you’re missing back home all of which will never go
back in anything like you have managed to do it before. But, just maybe you’re hiding an illegal
immigrant or too many bottles of English wine!
Now, the first thing
you see as you grind slowly through the oily urban sprawl that seems to
surround all ferry terminals, is a big hypermarket, there predominantly for
stocking up with wine and the more smelly cheeses on the way home, but handy
for filling up with cheaper petrol (coming or going) and with a handy loo. Now, not wishing to be sexist here, but I’m
really only thinking about urinals and don’t want to get into the old argument,
it’s alright for you, you can go behind any old hedge without having to bear
your behind! No, here we are talking
about your average, modest UK MALE
holiday maker fresh of the ferry and not yet relaxed enough to “when in Rome...”
and wee anywhere, oui où vous voulez (yes wherever you like).
So, with great relief
you’re standing there and suddenly you realise that the stall you are using is
both right next to the lady’s cubicle and without the help of a modesty screen,
as well as in full view of the main entrance / exit to the store with the
outside coffee tables from the bar on the other side of the concourse, marching
ever closer. Until, you’ve acclimatised and
you find this situation the length and breadth of France, even in brand new
supermarkets with the most modern of conveniences, so you’ll have lots of
practise, there’s a good chance you’ll need the hand drier not just for your
hands!
I rest my cases and being
democratic the voting is now over to you!
Other awards I’m
inclined to present are “The Dyson Airblade Award,” presented by someone doing
a Tommy Cooper impression “Like that, not like that!” Sorry for those of you not old enough to remember
Tommy Cooper or to understand the significance of this. If that’s the case ask a grown up, or a wrinkly
as I’ve heard you referring to them as!!
James has certainly come up with a winner this time, a hand drier that
not only works efficiently, but for a fraction of the cost in electricity, the
only snag I see is if you have recently arrived in France and are not yet
acclimatised the gap between the blades is only wide enough for your hands!!
And, then there’s the
...... “Illogical Product Placement Award,” yes we’ve all awarded this one on numerous
occasions! Just why do managers insist
that the tomatoes go with the veg and not the fruit!!!!!!!!! Sorry about that, I’m just struggling to remember
what it was that even the shop assistant who led me on the expedition to find
said item went the long way around! Whatever
it was, it was on that shelf where they direct the customer when all else fails
and when you have already exhausted all
the other possibilities and taken the despondent customer all around the obvious
shelves they have already tried, and then these same people have got to get out
of the shop across the main entrance / exit road and safely home!!!
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