My new hobby, apparently, is going to the store, getting something, paying for it, getting home and finding it not in the bag.
A couple of weeks ago, I went shopping at World Market. The place where I like to go to buy things that I don’t really need, but really can’t resist. One of the things I picked up was two teacups. These were a nice largish size, with a ceramic diffuser and a lid. Sort of like your own little mini teapot. I didn’t pay attention as I was paying, I was busy pushing buttons on the credit card machine, so when the cashier handed me two bags, I just took them, thanked her and left. I went straight home and started to unpack my goodies. No teacups! I only had 2 bags and they weren’t full, they could have easily held the teacups. One bag, ironically, contained only a tin of loose tea. You know, tea to have in my cute new teacups. I called the store, because it had only been about 20 minutes, and explained the situation to girl on the phone. She went up the cash register to check, came back, and said, “sorry, there was nothing at the register.” I told her that I had just been in there, I had my receipt, I had paid for the teacups. Again, “sorry.”
Then about a week later, I’m shopping at my local natural foods store. I make an impulse buy of some roll-on perfume made from some essential oils. It was on sale. It was cute. It would fit in my purse. It would make me smell good. Alas, I get home, no perfume. This I can kind of accept because it was really small, and I can see how it might get overlooked while bagging.
And then yesterday. I’m shopping again at the same local natural foods store. It’s a Wednesday morning, eleven a.m., it’s not crowded. As a matter of fact, it’s so slow that two people bag my groceries. Since this is a natural foods store and everything is organic and expensive, I don’t even have that much stuff. Three bags. After I get home and start putting stuff away, I realize that I am missing a box of tea. A box of organic, green tea, complete with Ginko Biloba. Not cheap. I look at the receipt. Yes, I paid for it. No, it’s not in my bags. Really two people bagging and they can’t see a box of tea.
I don’t know what the moral of this story is. Is this how stores recoup the money they lose from shoplifting? Am I just unobservant and irresponsible? Does someone really, reallly, really not want me to have any tea?