Tesco - Online Shopping

Like most people, some of my youngest memories as a child was spent wondering the supermarket isle with my parents, asking them for all the exciting and colourful food on the shelves. Sometimes I got lost, sometimes I pounded the ground in pure rage and other times I would help my Mum with handling the trolley for our months food supply. Either way, supermarkets are a traditional necessary.

Growing into adult with having heavy pockets of my own. There was no greater pleasure than going shopping with my now girlfriend, joyfully singing in the car with a trunk full of food on the way home. It was only to my surprise when that same girlfriend suggested doing our shopping online...

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With my first basket taking almost 2 months to assemble, it's fair to say the transition wasn't easy. Clicking the bright flat images of the same products I used to hold didn't feel productive. The prices were irrelevant, choices were harder to decide, and my otherwise perfect knowledge of product placement at the local branch became redundant.

Nevertheless, after paying £7 and giving Tesco the courtesy of visiting my house. The job was complete and my shopping had arrived. Huarry! Said my girlfriend, trading her stress with the delivery driver as she began sorting through the frenzy of food sprawled across the floor.

I, a man in his 30's, was silent and exposed for the very first time. My heavy pockets actually had someone else working for me. That delivery man just made my life easier and however the shopping arrived at my door, for the measly price of £7, I grained 3 hours of my life back.

Sitting here writing this article. I do question the new world that's being created and if there is becoming a divide in social class. When cars can drive themselves, what happens to all the delivery drivers? When food appears out of nowhere, do we even question what we eat? Will I ever lose my child in a supermarket?

Thanks for reading. Come back next week!