I was following my list religiously. The washing tabs, washing up liquid and several other household items were in the trolley, their names dutifully ticked off on my list which is less of an aide memoire and more of a memoire replacement. I think I first heard the voices as I was searching for soda crystals: had Joan of Arc heard these voices it would have saved a lot of trouble because they were the voices of American comedians saying “fuck” quite a lot and the voices were coming from the PA system and not from Heaven. Old Britpop and trashy Europop, which I love, are the usual fare for background shopping musak in this supermarché ( I added the accent to work up the French atmosphere) so the change to aggressively funny New York comedians was a surprise. Owing to the current allied invasion of France it is not unusual to hear announcements in English but the manager’s decision to go for an edgy comedy show could be thought of as innovative but history, or his boss, would call it insane and show him the door. My list was long and I can’t remember being conscious of the voices for the full duration of my shopping but each time I heard an expletive followed by canned laughter I was surprised that only I seemed surprised. And then I was pushing my trolley through the car park and unloading it into the boot of the car. As I headed for the trolley parking station my surprise turned to disbelief that any management would decide to pump out what seemed like Richard Pryor on meths in the car park of their establishment as though a cheery “fuck off” would be a excellent bonjour or aurevoir to their regular clients. Sitting in the peace of the car, it being electric there is very little noise, I thought I’d ring Jenny to let her know I was on my way home and it was then that I noticed my phone was talking American to me….loudly. I now know how Podcasts work and I hope everyone at Super U enjoyed the show,
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English-language comedy did seem a little extreme, even for a French market. When I came here I was used to American supermarket music, muzak, really, calibrated to get you to shop a little more slowly and thus buy a little more. Mostly it drove me to farmers’ markets and eventually to France, where I hear all kinds of strange stuff while I shop: Jacques Brel, the Doors, etc. Nothing like « Eve of Destruction » to make you rethink your cart contents. My grandkids are delighted that they don’t bleep the expletives from rap music, though I don’t think I have heard any of that at Leclerc.
Well, congratulations for becoming the crazy old man standing just a little too close to everyone in line. When I heard Richard Pryor perform, toward the end of his life, he had become almost a pacifist, but no need to let other people in on that secret. Let the French think he went out as much a hellraiser as he started.
I couldn’t believe I’d done it. Standing in quite a long queue at the till and not realising all this madness was coming out of my back pocket. I think Gene Wilder would have quite proud of me:)
I think they’d be unphased. There used to be an early evening comedy news round up show on Canal Plus at 7pm, weekdays, called Nulle part ailleurs. Every couple of days they’d dress up as Al Pachino, Robert De Niro, Harvey Keitel, etc. (playing parts from Scorsese films) and shout fuck at each other. It was unusual supper time TV for a native English speaker, to say the least.
You’re right… I was the most surprised of all😀
Oh – that sounds brilliant. We should all do that at lunchtime!
Ha. Love it. I remember how they used to play Leonard Cohen as they approached lunch time closing.
Best wishes Roger
….Leonard would have me running out of the shop screaming whether it was closing or not…..Morrissey would do the same:)
Ok! That was TOO funny!!!
Roger you’re the bomb 🤣🤣🤣🤣👍🏻👍🏻
Hilarious Roger! You are in good company, I assure you!
It would seem so…..:)
On a totally different wavelength : However much I enjoy meeting you on Instagram lately, I must say I delight when you have used your incorrigible sense of humour on a full post . . . as Ceci said : roo funny !
That’s very kind, Eha….thanks for that. I love writing and must get on with some more.
Classic. I would have been equally perturbed by this especially in the car park. Laughed out loud.
I couldn’t even turn the damn thing off when I found out what it was, Apparently it was a Podcast …firstly, I didn’t know I had the Podcast app and secondly I’d never heard of the show WTF…which sounds pretty funny:)
That is hysterical 😀
Cheers, Fran……I couldn’t believe it had happened…interesting that nobody appeared to take any notice…maybe they thought I was a ventriloquist with Tourette’s 🙂
LOL. I wish I’d been there, just to see the look on your face when you realized it was coming from your own phone. A John Cleese moment.
Completely MOnty Python….daft old bloke:)
That could have been me!!
I can imagine a supermarket filled with different loud podcasts emanating from handbags and back pockets and nobody noticing:)