Supermarket Etiquette Poem by VICTORIA GEORGE

Supermarket etiquette - is there such a thing?
People shoving others - and grabbing everything
Screaming brats with mums and grans
Pushchairs, wheelchairs, double prams

Trolley leaners are a pest - clogging up the aisle
Dirty trousers and string vests, lazy and so vile
Kids In Need - of - a good slap, irritating folk
Mums on phones, talking cr*p, isn’t it a joke?

Checkout bints sitting there, just like battery hens
Queues are getting longer - while they chat to friends
“What’s this like? What’s your sign? What is your cat’s name? ”
While I’m fuming, tenth in line, going quite insane

Pushing trolley out to car - wheels going different ways
To find some joker’s parked his car - just an inch away!
Empty car park - just two cars - standing side by side
This is the type of mindless clot - I really can’t abide!

If you think that this is you - a supermarket fool
Who doesn’t follow plain good sense and etiquette type rules
Please give a thought to basic - manners that you flout
And could you please - stay at home - when I’m going out!

copyright Victoria George