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To Sue Or Just Litigate
This is Sunday. On Friday my wife and I went out to do the weekly shop. We didn't really need a lot of stuff but it was still necessary to get some essentials in. Where do we go. We now have quite a choice of Supermarkets to choose from. We have the Co-op / Iceland / Asda / Lidle / Tesco / Mace / Centra and Sainsbury (who are the furthest away from our house) Just for the hell of it, and the fact that we had vouchers for them, we went to Sainsburys. This was the reason for the title above. Hindsight is a truly wonderful thing.

Upon arriving at said store we proceeded to do our grocery shopping. This took a wee while as we thought we would buy more than we actually needed as is always the case when we go out together. At least that's what my wife tells me. We are at the far end of the store and ready to approach the checkout when my wife wants to check out the price of beer to have in the house for Christmas. This is the start of the big mistake.

As we turn to go up the last aisle to look at the prices my wife is walking with the trolley just ahead of me. There is a lady coming in the opposite direction so I move to the side to let her past. Mistake number two. Out of nowhere my feet are away from under me and I hit the deck, really hard. I think the whole store may have heard the profanities coming from me as I lay on the floor screaming in agony. I not only had gone arse about tit but I had landed on my left side which just happens to plated from a previous incident some years ago. What the hell had just happened to me?

After what seemed like an eternity someone came to my aid and then a first aider arrived on the scene. Then someone was going to call an ambulance (which I certainly didn't want) I was quite happy to lie there and call everybody all the names I could think of. After all, I was in extreme agony. I felt as though I had broken my plstes in my thigh. I asked for a chair so that I could check myself out to make sure nothing was broken. I eventually got one and climbed up onto it. I was able to move all my toes so I assumed there was nothing broken. Good. By this time one of the managers arrived on the scene to see what was going on. I could see what was going on from my chair.

Some biddy had lifted a carton of cream in the dairy aisle at the other end of the store. It had somehow got damaged and as a result was leaking all over the store as the trolley was pushed from aisle to aisle. It was only discovered at the same aisle that my wife and I were entering and because I had moved out of the way for the other woman coming towards me I ended up going arse upon tit as I slipped on said cream. (which just happened to be a similar colour to the floor so very hard to see)

The store explained to me that they were in the process of cleaning this mess up. I looked and saw only one person with a mop and bucket at the far end of the store. In my mind they should have had at least three operatives out there cleaning this mess up and also to have put up spillage warning signs all along the spill area. What did I get. I got a cup of tea, my wife got a cup of coffee. I filled in an accident report and I got 15% deducted from our shopping bill.

In the meantime. I have had to go to casualty for an x-ray. My wife has missed her Christmas Party. I can't do anything around the house. I can't get out of the house. I am constantly taking pain killers and sleeping tablets to help me get to sleep. I am going to miss my Christmas Party tomorrow night. I can't get the house ready for Christmas. I can't do any housework. I am in pain 24 / 7. What can I do.

Do you think the title might come in handy in any way. After all, they have loadsa dosh

Let me know what you all think

Ta-rah for now

Posted :: Sunday 12/12/2010 10:28:00 AM