My odd Bunnings experience last night.

Thursday night is a great night to go to Bunnings - the shelves are full and there are often few customers and some of the better staff, though last night the staff were thin on the ground.
And now that I have two daughters with their L plates I go to Bunnings at least weekly as a reason to go for a drive - even if I don't need anything in particular.
Last night I thought as I wandered around that that the music seemed louder than usual. Then my 18 year old found me and I noticed she was eating popcorn. She said she thought she smelt it and followed her nose.
She said, 'Dad you have to come and see this. It's pretty sad.'
Right down the end of the huge Bunnings, in the building materials area, there was a bloke singing and playing the guitar - at a volume that perhaps overstated his proficiency. There was also a sausage sizzle, popcorn, pool table, table tennis and air hocky table, and a little petting zoo. The only people who were there were the missing Bunnings staff.
There was a bloke who looked a bit more senior than the floor staff and I asked him what was happening and he said it was for Father's Day. I said, 'You know that's not till Sunday.' He said, 'Yeah, but that's sort of a family day so we're doing it early.'
We stood there and surveyed the scene. I said, 'Might need a bit of a rethink next year.'
Yep', he said.
'Or beer', I suggested.

 

Interesting. I wondered why I could smell popcorn in Bunnings the other day.

I thought I was having a stroke!

 

I had a very upsetting experience at Bunnings yesterday. As usual I head straight for a sausage sandwich first. Bloody top of the tomato sauce container must be come loose. Ended up with nearly the whole container of sauce on my sausage sandwich and hand. Was even more upset when they didn’t offer to give me another sandwich. Had to eat the bloody thing with more sauce than sausage.

 

Ahem *4 stroke* please.

I was joking about the popcorn smell. It's burnt toast you have to worry about

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Exciting times. How do you cope with the resultant stress?

 

I went to my first Bunnings in August last year. What struck me after seeing the ads on during the League/Cricket is how dingy it is. Are they all really dingy? I guess that's why the prices are cheap (?) - low overheads.

It's just that they make them look so pristine in the ads. Does Woolies own Bunnings by any chance? Because Woolies are pretty dingy as well.

I'm a big fan of the Aussie hot dog (sausage sizzle thingy). Do Bunnings serve them with T-sauce and fried onion?

 

What do you mean by ‘dingy’?

Too many tools and bags of cement? No spot lighting in the garden tools or timber area?

 

Wide asiles (full of stock waiting to go onto shelves), high bay lighting, hard finishes. What do you expect? Carpet (a pain with trolleys, doesn't wear well, difficult to clean up paint/chemical/liquid spills), mood lighting - a bit difficult with high ceilings, shelving & asiles, customer base doesn't need to be shown how 'pretty' a bag of cement can be nor is it an impulse buy, soft is not for this market.

 

I know a couple of girls that work at Bunnings. They always work Sundays and the odd shifts for the extra $.

 

The store mustnt have advertised the night well or dad's aren't into it over there. We always go to the pre mother's day night at our local Bunnings and it gets a good turnout.

 

Eating chocolate lol

 

You do realise it's a hardware store, don't you?

 

Look, Mate. Firstly nobody disses Bunnings. It's as Australian as Anzac biscuits.
And for Heaven's sake - where on the GC did you go? Some parts of the GC are plain normal, not all gold and sparkly.

 

Every time I go there, customers assume I am staff. This keeps on happening to me in stores, and I'm quite happy to help people if I can. Maybe I radiate helpfulness? I asked someone why they assumed I was staff, and they said I looked "occupied", and "busy". I do treat shopping like a military operation most of the time.

 

Three days later and I’m still traumatised. PTSD I think they call it.

 

Nah, just have a cheap servo coffee (side note, Coles Servo coffee, very good for 80 cents, but I still prefer plunger coffee in pyjamas) and some chocolate and you'll be fine.

 

They ruined my sausage sandwich, it’ll take more than coffee to recover from the trauma.