"croissant-munching, latte-sipping": instances of misconceived media-class self-loathing ITT

Wait, what?

they're sort of foreign and delicate. I guess blackberries would be the more acceptable british proletarian choice, if any fruit is acceptable

kale is sort of frilly and lacey so clearly not appropriate for the working man who likes his cabbage straight

Funk-loving blueberry-eating southerners

Twitter search function still works.

He's done this a number of times pic.twitter.com/naSahNNDU8

— j (@jrc1921) November 16, 2022

lol at that Twitter

you've no right to be taking up queuing space in Lidl buying blackberries when they're growing for free in the good old British hedgerows!

the idea of judging someone buying alcohol-free beer. like, give it a second’s thought, man.

the whole thing is literal entitlement: he should get to jump the queue because he’s better than them.

"alcohol free Becks perhaps a giveaway"

oh do expand John please

lol same thought same moment Tracer

it's the authentic tone of New Labour tbfttl

A bag of crisps and a lemon!?!? Lidl should introduce a minimum purchase policy to keep the cunt out of their stores.

someone should introduce the lad to the concept of corner shops, no????

The tweet is weird but the repetition is deranged. Like he's not even perfecting a joke. At least Adrian Chiles has the good grace to write a column once.

john i need some batteries can you go to B&Q for me

Lidl has no self-checkout.

Yrs, from the England/Wales border.

Lidl Checkout Truthers for Justice

My local Lidl had self checkouts, but they removed them as when someone had something with a reduced sticker it wouldn’t scan and so had to drag one of the cashiers away from the till.

My local Lidl has more self checkouts than any other supermarket in the area - more state of the art checkouts too.

I go to that Lidl a few times a month.

a state-of-the-art checkout is where the queue is automatically sorted and reoorganised for numbers of items in yr basket

makes sense to prioritise customers who are spending more. if you're just buying crisps and a lemon, eh you can wait all day pal

if he had any brains he'd eat the lemon in the store and not pay

and if he had the plums he'd eat the crisps too

I can still remember when supermarkets had checkout lines for people with only a few items (typically the limit was something like 10 or 15 items). Of course there were scofflaws but at least you could glower righteously at them.

Those still exist!

we have those here, and you best believe I'm glowering

The more I think about JH's tweets the more awful they seem.

His attack on someone for drinking low-alcohol beer is vile.

this piece got mentioned a few times in the replies:

lmfao, you threw a tantrum and chucked all your groceries into the garden because your breadwinner girlfriend didn’t like some fancy cheesehttps://t.co/FizZ1WLG2D pic.twitter.com/dEJuYsbZfk

— ਜੀਵਨ ਰਾਏ🔻 (@jeevanrai) November 16, 2022

This is like a 'croissant-eating elitists' AI gone rampant https://t.co/7Jm7xlgWII

— We Dont Talk About The Weather (@WDTATW_Podcast) November 16, 2022

I am walking/biking distance from four grocery stores; four more are a short drive away. At almost all of them, limited-items "express" lanes are the only ones that are handicapped accessible. By USian law, they must be staffed. Because if there is only one cash register open it must be the accessible one.

Unfortunately there is nothing that says any other checkout lanes need to be staffed. And mostly, they aren't. The situation in my area for the last decade has been acres of lovely glossy well-stocked grocery stores each of which has eight or nine gleaming cash registers. Most of the time seven or eight of them sit unused, because there is precisely one (1) cashier.

To make it even more fun, the only person who can resolve problems with self-checkout is also the person who is that single non-robotic cashier. AND for still more fun, a purchase involving an age-restricted product has required direct intervention from that one (1) employee.

So on a Friday evening when I and every other middle-aged geezer in my neighborhood are trying to go through self-checkout with a bottle of wine, an employee must come by and literally scan the barcode of my driver's license to allow me to purchase that evening's middling Pinot Grigio.

Yes, Safeway, thank you for instituting a business process to determine that I am not, in fact, I am a 19-year-old teenager in a business suit who has grey hair and bifocals with two preteen children and a mortgage and an aging Honda sedan. Good and necessary law enforcement going on.

Stores will blame a "labor shortage" but we know that "labor shortage" is a euphemism for corporate greed, of course. The solution of hiring more people and paying them adequately apparently has yet to occur to the industry. But that is a topic for another day.

FWIW if I am buying two things and someone else is buying 50 things, you know what I do? Wait my fucking turn, like every other sane human. You are not special because you only want an apple and a newspaper.

The blazing row about Y-Fenni cheese was not really about Y-Fenni cheese.

"FWIW if I am buying two things and someone else is buying 50 things, you know what I do? Wait my fucking turn, like every other sane human. You are not special because you only want an apple and a newspaper."

Poster Puffin is correct.

It's such common sense!

"The tweet is weird but the repetition is deranged. Like he's not even perfecting a joke. At least Adrian Chiles has the good grace to write a column once."

This was such a good post from poster Tatum. So accurate.

The thing I can't get my head round is ... for an ordinary civilian to do what JH has done, repeatedly publishing statements about discontent with shoppers at a local shop, would be bad and stupid enough. But JH is a well-known journalist whose whole career relies on some idea of his credibility. And these ridiculous posts just keep damaging it further.

he has twitter to vent on now, so he doesn't have to flounce out of the shop and throw his basket into a flowerbed

It's Twitter man, not the Versailles peace conference

— John Harris (@johnharris1969) November 16, 2022

xxp Of course Safeway doesn't allow you to go through self-checkout with alcohol! And where I live, no attendant will just scan your driver's license and allow you to do it.

Self-checkout is good though, there is usually no line and I've gotten fast at using it. I just don't buy alcohol at Safeway anymore

get some kind of sensible perspective on this twitter nonsense says the guy who spent years of his adult life talking in a fake Mancunian accent after listening to an oasis album.

Actually had the experience of a dude coming into a coffee shop asking for a white coffee and the barista asking "do you mean a white americano? a latte?" to the man's increasing frustration. Felt like I was in John Harris' dreams.

Should have asked for a frothy coffee

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXRLoJQK8f0

"I don't want to wash my clothes in it"

love it!

i love how everybody in that clip is apparently just permanently enraged

I'm always fascinated by what is considered to be 'metropolitan elite' activity. It used to be knowing what guacamole was, or drinking expensive coffee. Now it's apparently been reduced to 'enjoying a roast chicken' https://t.co/lJ2fxbShyA

— Adam Bienkov (@AdamBienkov) March 5, 2023

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— Nam Isti Faciunt 🥶 (@ytrehodof) March 6, 2023

cannot think of a more commonly loathed foodstuff than mushy peas. I expect he hates the things too.

I like mushy peas?

kieth cd be the solomon of this stupid fake conundrum by repping for guacamole made with peas

just normal innocent questions no deeper meaning none

$18 guacamole toast was created just to get a rise out of folks

I love the incidental taste fusion you get when the vinegar drenched mushy peas messily coalesces into the curry sauce on the plate and creates a very sophisticated blend of flavours, yah. Nah, actually I'm being serious here! Kieth's facial complexion makes him look like he has had an overnight soaking in bicarb of soda, the ugly twat

Bit of ketchup and mayonnaise making contact with the mushy peas plus a scattering of fry babies, mmm.