No, I can't actually get my caddie through that space.
Use the next aisle, you say?
That would be the one that was completely blocked.
Love or hate, I have to admit it always keeps me entertained. When I popped in one day last week, there was a pigeon loose in the store and a somewhat agitated woman in her 60s with a giant goose egg of a bruise over her left eye being interrogated by our friendly neighborhood pompiers. The week before, I was amused by an elderly lady in a fur coat who asked for free delivery even though she had only about 20 euros worth of merchandise. When the checker very calmly and respectfully explained that free delivery was only available for those spending 100 euros, she snapped at him, "well I always give a good tip to the boy who brings it up."
And love or hate, you can pretty much bank on my being there at least once a day, or if I'm lucky, just five times a week. And darn it, I just realized there's not enough milk for breakfast. Better grab my coat and head on down.