As I begin my blog, I am plagued by a major gripe. Carry bags. Everyone uses them even though there are alternatives. Having been filling my boat and tote since grad school, I am beside myself with joy when I see others who also care about the environment and the future of our planet.
After taking my daughter to the grocers this afternoon, our environmentally friendly, reusable canvas bags in hand, I witnessed something that screams of stupidity. As I placed my items on the conveyor, I told the bagger-person that I had my own bags, and to please use them. Though he did use the bags, he first lined them with, you guessed correctly, disposable, ozone eating, landfill settling plastic bags! I was slackjawed for a moment, and I said, as politely as I could,” excuse me, but I do not need the plastics,please use only the bags I provided.”
OMG! I think I broke some kind of bagged code. I was told that perhaps the bag might be dirty, and the plastic would keep the produce clean. The woman behind me piped up,” just take the bags and toss them in the trash when you get home.” Perhaps I am crazy, but I do believe they are all missing the point. Luckily, I do not frequent this supermarket, favoring whole foods and the local farm stand, where the proprietor is pleased as punch to see my burlap and canvas bags as I canvass the stalls.
I want to leave a legacy for my kids, and I don’t want it to be in the form of a massive mountain range of discarded trash. If only everyone put forth a little effort to reduce, reuse and recycle, I know, trite, but true. My kids know that almost anything in the house has at least two lives, two uses. It seems simple, if I give you a bag, don’t insult me by using disposable plastic as well.