My late late, dear, departed parentals would be ashamed of me if they’d heard the BAD words I said in my head (Oh. I’m a poet) when I listened to this Pam Poem.
I’ve only been in our local Tesco 3 times since March 2020.
Even though two of my fave women in the world work there :o(
1st May. 26th June. 11th July. All significant dates. And EVERY single time I’ve been talked down to for not observing the RULES!
All Hail St Tesco. Or NOT!