Okay, I know no one probably reads this blog, but it would be really cool if Mr. Collalillo or some high ranking honcho in charge of Greenwich Shoprite would take note of what I am about to say.
Shoprite, you changed your music to some kind of urban ghetto blasting modern club music, and I just want to say that it SUUUCKS.
I mean, come on, look at the majority of shoppers who buy their groceries at this store. Sorry to have to point out the obvious, but we're rural white people. And if I had to do some quick stats of the average age of those shopping at this store... well, I would say that it's somewhere in the mid 50s - baby boomers.
At this particular Shoprite, of which I have purchased groceries, household cleaners and various other sundry items at a minimum of 2 times per week, I have heard 50s doo-wop, 60s motown and 70s hippie tunes. All of this has been GREAT! Nothing like the Big Bopper, Beatles, Earth Wind and Fire, Rolling Stones, and even a little Donna Summer every now and again to get me revved up to wait my turn at the deli counter, paw through cans of dog food, so on and so forth.
But this music you're playing now... oh, God, it's worse than Kidz Bop which I have to listen to every time I show up at one of these modern play gym things, skating rink etc. This terrible, terrible ghetto blasting noise they call music is literally driving me out of the store!
Shoprite, if you don't go back to your former, and obviously grocery-shopping experience enhancing oldies music, I'm going to leave you for Stop 'n Shop.
I mean it. Don't think I won't do it. Music can literally make or break my day, and I'm sure that's the case for a lot of other people or you wouldn't bother experimenting with so many different musical selections.
Sincerely,
Your Number One Fan
This is a blog about Warren County NJ - a rural area sequestered in the mountains of the northwestern part of our state. It is not to be confused with the town of Warren, NJ. That is nowhere near here.