Why does Whole Foods have the rudest shoppers?

Over the weekend I went to Whole Foods. The parking garage was full as usual so I parked far away from the store. As I walked toward the store, I peeked around the columns because drivers at this particular location drive like it’s a racetrack – in the small garage.

As I walked by one column, a black car came barreling toward me. The guy made a turn from the main lane, into the parking lane. I jumped back. It reminded me of Charlie Brown at the end of the Christmas special – where he sees the little Christmas tree all decked out and he jumps back.

The car came to a screeching stop. I just stood there and looked at the guy. I put my arms out as if to say, “What was that?” As I walked out from in front of the car, the guy pulls up and I am expecting him to apologize, but he starts yelling at me. He yells, “I wasn’t even speeding!” Did I say a word? Guilty conscious, I guess.

He was speeding. Everybody does in that garage, I still haven’t figured out why.

So I yelled at the guy, “This isn’t a racetrack!” And he started screaming at me from his car again. And we started yelling back and forth for a bit and I finally walked away.

The funny part is that he seemed like a nice guy. But he was upset and so was I.

I was hoping to see him in the store so I could tease him and call him “Speed Racer.” But I never did see him. He seemed like the type you could tease, I don’t know why, I just got that feeling. His yelling I think was out of embarrassment.

This particular Whole Foods is known for its rude shoppers. Driving like maniacs, blocking aisles while screaming to someone on their phones, walking around the open food with dogs (and a pig one time), hitting you with their shopping cart. Very rude, entitled people in this particular store.

People block things with their shopping carts, and they know they are wrong, because I usually push the carts far away from them and they just look, but don’t say anything. What could they say?

The other day, a family of six blocked every aisle with their shopping cart. Ever time I turned round, there they were taking over the aisles.

I only notice this when I return from being in NY for a long time, usually I guess I have nothing to compare it with. But when I come home and visit Whole Foods for the first time, it’s glaring. I live among animals.

Just another first world experience, I guess.

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