So, it's like being touched for the very first time--lugging my fucking groceries home from you, Quinpool Superstore. You super-suck with those ghetto-ass, thin plastic bags you hawk. I'm a damn student who lives more than ten blocks away and no buses go from your location to my place, so walking in the rain on Thursday night, rushing to get home, eat, then get to a long night-shift at work was fun. It was a sexy experience when all but one of my bags tore open, like the capitalist hymens they are, exposing my delectable vittles to the filth of the rainy, leaf/mulch-laden sidewalk on Oxford Street. So, now I'm certainly no longer an inconvenience virgin, you certainly made sure of that! I feel filthy, and a tad pissed the fuck off that by the time I lugged my groceries home--and when my cab didn't show up--that I didn't get supper and was late for work. How 'bout you get y'allselves some adequate shopping bags, Superstore?! Or how about you add Quinpool itself to the #1's route, Metro Transit? The Quinpool Superstore is the closest grocery store to the Dal neighbourhood, but it's such a bitch to lug things from when you ain't got no car or time. Were Sobeys closer, I'd be going there from now on. At least my stuff would be safe in their nice, thick sacks. And yeah, I do own one of your 'enviro bag' things, but it's not quite efficient when you need to lug juice and pop and laundry detergent and the like, even with multiple 'enviro bags'. Stop being so cheap and sleazy, Superstore!