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Woody's Supermarket, Stroud Green: Totally disgusting
I bought a pack of mixed italian salad from Woody's. I opened it, grabbed a few leaves, washed them and put them in a salad.
I left the packet on the side as I ate my dinner.
When I started to clear up, I noticed this:
A big snail had crawled out of the salad box and was exploring its new country.
Pretty grossed out,(and pausing only to take a couple of grainy photos with my phone) I immediately took the salad box back to the shop to show to the management.
The man behind the counter laughed when I showed him the salad box with a snail on it.
He said 'Why don't you throw it away? Pick up another one from over there" whilst chuckling at the funny snail.
I went looking for another member of staff. I found a couple closing the freezer. I showed them the salad box, with the snail still attached.
"Oh" said the woman. "Well, you can get another one". I explained I didn't really want another one.
"It's not our fault," she said. "Anyway, some people eat them."
I looked at her.
She looked at me.
That was clearly the end of the conversation.
So I walked out.
I'm pretty grossed out and I'm appalled at the customer service. So I'm not going to there again. I've been a reasonably good customer of theirs, but that's done.
Let's not forget that the Black Sea BBQ (formerly Woody's Grill) was massively fined for having rats living in the oven.
So should I take it any further? If so, what should I do?
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You should have complained that your snail wasn't cooked
If you still have the lil guy I’d gladly adopt him or her
A couple of years ago, I was having a lovely lunch at a place in Camden and found a rubber band in my salad. It was a green salad and a red rubber band. The only way that could've happened is if the salad hadn't been washed and mixed properly. The waitress didn't give a damn. I haven't been back since.
The problem with boycotting Woody's is that we don't have that many alternatives in the area. I usually have my groceries delivered by Ocado (when I can afford it) or Tesco (when I can't). But the latter always sends perishables that are a day away from their expiration date. I cannot eat an entire loaf of bread in 24 hours.
I should start go to markets, but I just can't get myself out of the house early enough in the morning.
While we're on the subject of shit customer service the fucking postman put a card through the door on Saturday saying that we had a parcel without actually knocking on the fucking door. Twat.
@ rainbow_carnage - the simple solution to your problem with Tesco is to go to the store on SGR, select the stuff with the longest shelf life and carry it home yourself, no?
@ katiejane - The Tesco Metro on SGR is only good for ready-meals. The veg selection is terrible, especially if you go in the evening. When I get up the motivation, I go down Sainsbury's in Camden. Both quality and selection is much better, but it's just a pain to carry everything home on the bus.
The Lidl is ok for certain things, too. I like the little chocolate wafers that they do. The veg and the cheeses are very cheap. Just don't buy any of their dodgy alcoholic beverages. Once, on a particularly stupid day, I bought a bottle of port. Had the pour it down the sink.
We used to have a problem with the early morning postman who delivers parcels. He never, ever rang the bell. We're almost always home in the mornings, but we still got a couple of those red card each week. When we arranged to have the parcels redelivered, he still wouldn't ring the bell. (And yes, we've checked the that the bell works.) So we had to have them redelivered to the post office and pay 50p each time for what is supposed to be a door-to-door service. This went on for months.
So I sent an e-mail to Royal Mail. Silly me. Two days later, the postman rang the bell. My husband opened the door. There was no parcel, but the guy wanted to interrogate him as to why we filed a complaint.
WTF?!
I phoned RM and had a bit of a spazz over them telling the postman that we were the ones who complained. After that, we got a new postman, who always rings the bell and never threatens members of my family. So it's all good.
I did ring to complain. The voicemail message says, and I quote: "If you are calling to arrange a redelivery, the quickest way is to come to the sorting office and pick up your parcel"
Who writes this stuff for fucks sake? (Sorry - I've come over all potty mouth today)
@ David - I know we don't usually see eye to eye, but I have to concur, the snail does look like it's crawling in to the salad.