So I went to buy a bottle of wine, as I often do on Sunday, and the smart-ass young kid at the counter said, “Be sure to hold the bag by the bottom.” As they always say. And I know what they mean, having been a victim of the bottle of wine falling out of the bottom of the bag and smashing to smithereens in my driveway. When I went back to complain, they said they couldn’t help me. Carry at your own risk.
Today I was apparently in a more combative mood than usual, so I said in reply, No offense, but you guys use the flimsiest bags on the planet. Smart-ass guy said, we know that, but our bag supplier is the only one available. Um, no, I said, ever hear of the Internet? (Speaking of being a smart-ass.)
So Smart-ass guy says, we know…but if we bought from someone else, then we wouldn’t be supporting local business. And if I said, if local business can’t give you what you need, then that’s their problem, not yours. He must be related to the cheapskate owner.
If they got a supplier of sturdy bags, then their employees would not have to constantly tell people to beware. Not that I’m sure it matters, since they accept no liability.
I find myself, in this case, defending the advantages of globalization.