Tesco

Bastards aren't they? They're suffocating small business whilst masquerading as the epitomy of succesful capitalism. They sell produce on the back of being straight from the farm whilst simultaneously (I hope that's right) cutting the prices they pay for farmers. The independent music stores have gone to be replaced by a simple shelf featuring the top twenty albums from the mass produced market. We buy what they tell us to buy, and the biggest choice is which brand of processed bolognese we'll pour over our cheaply sourced mince.

Because of these lot I don't have a petrol station within a five mile radius.... my nearest one is Tesco. Every time we purchase, they know what we're buying. If I buy shortbread and coke every day at work the bastards send coupons to my house for cheaper shortbread and coke. What if I want my eating habits at work to remain anonymous? I've had to abandon McDonalds due to the lingering smell (and my ever present heart burn), and now Tesco are selling me down the river by announcing to anyone I co-inhabit with what I'm eating.

I hate them!!!!!

Mind you the clubcard points are nice, so what's a man to do?