Last Wednesday morning, amid the normal chaos that is our house in the morning we ran out of milk. So Robert popped to Tesco and bought 2L of their own brand semi-skimmed milk.
So I assembled the kids in front of Spongey Bobis and put the cereal bowls in front of them – oh to be a kid in our house! But during my 8 short years as a parent I have discovered you can lose a battle and still win the war. So breakfast is served on silver platters, on a path of fallen petals, while I retreat and bow simultaneously.
No one touched the cereal – ‘it tastes different’ they both said – so I believed them as they spoke in Unison. Charlie ran past me to the bathroom and looked like he was going to vomit, while upstairs I hear Robert on the big white phone. I kept the wee man off school and wondered if we had the winter vomiting virus?
Everything came to light, just as I reclined to watch Sinead and Mark discuss one of this centuries pivotal debates – ‘Is the Maxi in this season?’ I sipped my coffee…..ahhh!
The milk was off! I checked the date on our just bought milk and it was 5 days out of date! So never being one to miss an opportunity to use my kids to add strength to my case – I versed Charlie ‘If anyone asks how you feel in Tesco, say awful; tell them you vomited after eating your cereal, you look pale, so look sad and that will make you look even sicker’, I told him.
We met with a lovely manager, I showed him the milk and the receipt – there was no doubt. He apologised profusely, and tussled Charlie’s hair, we walked down to the milk section, but no one from the ‘diary’ was there.
As we walked back to the main door, he said they were supposed to check the milk every day and that he was extremely annoyed at the 5 day old milk. As we passed the toy section he picked up a Power Rangers toy (retail price €34.99 on amazon – I checked within 5 minutes!) and handed it to Charlie ‘Here Son, this will help make you feel better’. My actor son, smile weakly and took the toy. As we got outside, he was jumping for joy – he was over the moon – so was I.
That was until Aoife came home from school – why had Charlie got a pressie when she hadn’t – that wasn’t fair, she had tasted the milk as well, but wasn’t sick – ‘so is Charlie being rewarded for vomiting mum?’ Out of the mouths of babes eh?
So up I went to Tesco and bought her a medium-sized toy. When Charlie got wind of her toy – well – call the UN please! ‘Why did she get an extra toy’? I tried to explain he had got one first – but he insisted he had a reason to get it, it was a gift from the man at Tesco, but hers was a gift from me! So he wanted a gift from me too!!!
Later that day, the Manager called and spoke to Robert – he apologised profusely, and said he would drop round a good will gesture.
Today – 5 days after, the 5 day old milk, he called around to our house with €100 giftcard from Tesco!!!
I said as soon as he had gone – how much would we have got if we had taken the milk to the Food Safety guys for testing!!1
I LOVE TESCO!!!