Quick trip to the small local grocery store last week for some garlic bread with dinner. Next to the cash register was a new multiple bin rack overflowing with mini bottles of hard liquor. The manager was busy so I asked the teller to convey a message. That these mini bottles are more often than not, probably consumed before they get out of the parking lot. If this is how this grocery store markets liquor, like a party store, then after thirty years of patronage, I'll not be back.
It's not that I don't drink, I do.
I don't think what they're doing is responsible, or in the best interest of the community. The stores liquor section is less than ten paces from the register. That's fine. Someone that wants to, can avoid it. 2' from the register, like candy bars, is another thing.
There are probably few people reading this that don't personally know someone that alcohol has seriously impacted, and that certainly impacts multiple others in some way, whether it is work or home. My brother-in-law drank himself to death at 43, and everyone was 'thankful' that he died before killing or physically hurting someone else. Same is true of a close high school friend, years later, in his forties, closed a bar, walked home, slid down a small grassy slope and spent the remainder of the night in a wet ditch. Someone found him in the morning. He died a few hours later of hypothermia. More recently, a year ago, a very good friends son died from long term alcohol poisoning. These were lost souls, but there are everyday hard working people with the same struggles that don't need that bump, that temptation under their nose each time they walk in a grocery store for other things. The store might make a couple extra hundred a week, but at what expense to others...
KiwiBro: Nothing against social drinking at all, and my telling them that, or no longer going there, won't change anything. You didn't rub me wrong...the grocery store management with their community short sightedness did. Maybe they own the funeral home too...and I'm not seeing the big economic opportunity. End of rant...
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