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Had to chuckle yesterday; my partner had heard on the internet grapevine that one of the many local Tesco supermarket stores that are sited in our vicinity had a glitch on the pricing of gammon joints.
Apparently these joints were priced at around £25, but the checkout was scanning them through at a fiver (£5), so a saving of twenty quid was to be had. Trouble is you have to be quick to nip in before Tesco realise the blunder and adjust the tills. On this occasion they adjusted the error, but instead of scanning the original price, the gammon joints were going through with the whole price off! Effectively free. Briefly pausing for a quick kiss goodbye, my partner was in the car and away...
Now my partner is very much the cunning hunter in these situations and very much enjoys the thrill of the chase, using her quick thinking. The game plan was to do just enough Christmas shopping so that a couple of gammon joints for free would not alert the person on the till to the mis-pricing. Second part of the strategy was to select a till operator who was less likely to spot the error. This would rule out most female till operators, (according to the hunter the Indian women are to be avoided, as they do not like the customers getting special deals), better to go for young male operators, who are more laid back and less attentive.
Having made the selection for the till operator, the sortie was for two gammon joints (£50 off), success! Then out to the car with the shopping and back for a second raid. A second bagging of a brace of piggi steaks emboldened the hunter. A brief lull when the till operator went for a break, then selection of a young black male for the next run. The hunter grew increasingly ambitious, four piggi steaks were liberated next, then went for six, at this point (£158 off the bill) even the young fellow on the till remarked that there must be an error. Swiftly placated by the hunter that it was a special offer "Oh, must be two for one" quoth the fellow, the hunter nodding in agreement and smiling (also thinking the lad should brush up on his maths).
A total of 16 gammon steaks later, the car was halfway out of the car park, the hunter turned it around and went back for the last two that remained on the shelf.
So now, allowing for whipped cream, Christmas shopping is catered for (my comment that we seem to have acquired half a pig farm did not go down too well) and the freezer is full utilised (the turkey being muscled out by the new arrivals), we are stocked with 'Christmas spirit' as never before (the drinks cabinet has been extended into the kitchen).
We will be keeping a few of the joints, the rest will be distributed to people we know into the local community who could really make good use of them, makes me feel a little like one of Robin Hood's helpers :o)
Seasons Greetings to one and All
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