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Grrr, it's such a big joke, isn't it...

I just read a really, really fucking annoying thread on a mainstream parenting forum about whether or not parents allow their kids to eat from the shelves while doing the shopping. Plenty of people were willing to admit they did this, all saying that they saved the wrappers/barcodes for scanning at the end, or got the check-out-chick to double scan individual items, so the items were always paid for at the checkout - which was the justification for eating before paying...

Then someone admitted that they sometimes finished whatever they had consumed and DIDN'T take the packaging to the checkout to be scanned. There was also a lot of joking about eating grapes from the fruit section and how that would "be the undoing of the large supermarket chains" snigger, snigger...

Well, to be a big fat WOWSER, I'm going to say, that thread really shat me off!!!

To me it's bloody endemic of the whole "me first" attitude in this society... No one seemed aware of the fact that even if THEIR child saw the item being paid for at the checkout at the end of the shopping, OTHER people's children who might be witness to the consumption-before-payment modelling that was going on would NOT know those items would eventually be paid for...

And really, so WHAT if they got paid for "eventually", it is still modelling that whole idea that instant gratification is the most important thing... It's like Hardly Normal letting people buy on "No payment for 20 months" deals... It is the philosophy of "enjoy now, pay later" in our society that has every man, woman and child in Australia averaging $9000 worth of debt each financial year!!!

FFS, that would mean, in our family alone, our personal debt should be $45 000 - $49 500 , if you count Leo... We have no such debt, which means some other family of five has at least %90 000 worth of personal debt... Considering that 45% of Australia do not own or are not buying their own house, you can't put all that debt down to mortgage either...

Back to the "not quite stealing"... As a person with a child who steals because of emotional anxiety (stealing food to soothe the anxiety), it is hardly helpful to me, personally, to have him witnessing people helping themselves to food straight of the shelf in the supermarket. How do I explain to him that those people will probably pay for it later - particularly those people helping themselves to grapes from the fruit market? Should I follow each and every "offender" to the check out to show him that they always intended to pay?

But people in our society just don't seem to care about how their actions impact on others around them, what other people's children are learning from what is modelled by the person in the street.

For many years I've struggled with adults crossing crossings on the red light. First off, my kids will often try to follow, because they've assumed that everyone crosses at the same time at a crossing, and secondly I have to try and explain to them why those grownups don't follow the laws that I'm trying to get my children to observe...

Hey, but it's too hard to follow the law, to pay first and consume later, to organise for your children to have eaten ahead of time, or to get them to wait until the shopping is done, to cross on the green light... Those rules are just for "other people"...

Bloody sociopaths!

Comments

cesca said…
Sif, I read the exact same thread and felt just the same. It's stealing! What kind of role models are you?


(Although I must admit that I *sometimes* cross the road even when the little green man isn't flashing...!) :-)

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