Feckless Friday: Panic! At the Whole Foods Edition

There are two things that I buy at Whole Foods: Ecover dishwashing powder (because it’s the only brand that works) and Snowville Creamery 1/2 and 1/2 (because Weiland’s is always, always out of it and it’s soooo flippin’ good). But one time, I needed chia seeds and hemp powder and raw cocoa and goji berries in order to boost my post-run green smoothies, so I had to go there. If you’re not familiar, that store is huge and just way too hip for me and just too, too much. I had to call a friend no less than 3 times while looking for those 3 things. But that’s not the worst part.
After that, the kids and I got some pizza from their cafeteria-type thing. Holy crap, mine had pears, bacon, and gorgonzola on it and I almost converted to making the Whole Foods pizza counter a weekly thing. We ate, gathered up all of our garbage, er, “waste” and when I looked around to where we were supposed to either throw stuff away or recycle it (2 things I can handle), I saw that there were, like, 47 other choices besides garbage and recycling.
Each bin was labeled with words and pictures of acceptable stuff. So the garbage one looked like this:

The compost bin looked like this:

I shushed the kids while they screamed, “MOMMY! WHY DON’T YOU KNOW HOW TO USE WHOLE FOODS?” And then I stuffed our garbage into one of our recycled, reusable grocery bags (“I used to be a plastic bottle! Now I make poor people feel bad about themselves!”) and I took it all home with me.
I took my garbage home with me.
I don’t know how to use the Whole Foods. The end.
This is my Feckless Friday post. Please play along.


Wow, that is disturbing, hilarious, sad, fun and scary all at the same time. I have no idea what I would’ve done in this situation but I’m glad you wrote about what you did!
Out of curiousity, was this the Lane Ave Whole Foods?
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