I resent many of the changes to technology, but for me the biggy is my local Waitrose. Everything has been changed and I hate it. I’m sure if the security man didn’t walk around he’d find himself in a glass cabinet next to the jams and spreads. Meanwhile their stock of pâté has dwindled to give very few options. I’ve joined a tribe of lost souls who wander around desperately hoping that at least one item will still be where it used to be. It hurts
Lack of Carer's courtesy while in your property
