Food Lion

She is continuously hiring ppl to stock/slash do what she has and she has more than enuf there to do this. My husband is the grocery manager and he had to be due to diabetes hes back and is being treated like hes a regular stocker.

He made the schedule for the grocery department prior to him being out and when he left I have pics to prove how clean/organized it was and I have pics of the bomb that appears to have blown up n there I guess the managers dont have to stock & maintain what is put on shelves or even block them. His hours are cut back to 32 and no1 can answer y that happened.

This store has gone to pure crap since the new mgt has come only worried abt saving hours and not the store or customers that shop there. Something needs to b done asap!

Asking if I can return a food product. I tried to call customer care several times.

I bought it the night before but when I took it out of the fridge the very next day, it had mold on it. Additionally, I bought a bottle of lemonade, in August, three days ago. I was in a hurry, so I didnt look at the expiration date on the bottle. However, I wish I had because when I went to open the bottle today, I found that the lemonade is a month and half out of date.

Who sells lemonade beyond its expiration date?? I'm also disappointed with the customer service number they have on the pissed customer.

Its just a stupid telemarketer ad for an emergency aid button!

Most of the time worth it to go to Food Lion for the prices. However, the drink and food quality has had a little bit of an issue recently as I have three items I bought within the past several days that I need to return or get a refund for.

Tonight, 12-31-23 at 9:30pm, I went to the food lion in prince george to pick up a few items. I found 2 bottles of prosecco in the refrigerated section marked $9.99, and I put them in my cart.

I went to the shelf and took another bottle. I saw the label on the shelf marked $14.99. When I was finished shopping, I went to the self checkout register and immediately asked the white cashier for a manager. I told her why, and she pointed to a black woman saying she was the manager.

She told the black woman what I found, and the black woman made me take her to the wine section to explain and show her what I found. While we were walking away the white girl said "people put stuff in the wrong places." After I showed and explained to the black woman what I found, she parroted what the white girl said. I told her to honor the price that I found and the black woman refused. I took her name, shirley.

I called the store to ask for the white girls name, and the woman on the phone asked "why," and I told her "I'm going to complain about her." After a long pause, the woman on the phone said Claire. I hung up.

When I find items marked a certain price, that price needs to be honored and your workers failed. I expect you will remedy this issue.

Approximately two-three weeks ago, I had purchased about 15 2-liter Diet colas for my husband. Not long after that - My husband passed suddenly.

Today, I finally had the chance to bring them back to see if they could be replaced with a different flavor - same brand. Tracey - the front end manager said that without a receipt - they would not replace them. I tried to explain that the sodas were for my husband - I do not drink the diet sodas - I drink Dr. Perky.

She would not listen or budge with the decision of exchanging them. I cannot remember where that receipt was. I didn't think it would have mattered if the seal had not been broken. Other stores have done it for me in the past.

I have been in mourning since the 2nd of this month.

I could not believe she would not let me change them. I have been a loyal shopper at the Berkeley Springs, WV store for 11 years, since I moved up here. Because of this - Food Lion has lost a loyal customer.

And as for those diet drinks I would not have consumed, I went behind the store - and as hard as I could - I did slam dunks into trash bins. That was the best release that I have had in three weeks!

Personally , I think the man really didn't care about my concerns with all the bio-engineered foods that are being sold to the public in your Food Lion store here in Danville VA. I think there should be a large sticker on each door as you enter the store saying "many of our products contain bio-engineered engineered food ingredients".

It should also tell on the packages of any food that has bio-engineered food ingredient (s) contained in a certain item should state exactly what food ingredient(s) are bio-engineered.

*** I am having a hard time finding food items in Food Lion that do not contain lab created ingredients. The public has a right to know what is in our foods that we feed our kids.

Haven't shopped here in years but decided to give it a shot. It's a little closer than the Walmart where I usually shop.

Took an hour and a half to do my online order and was unable to pay for the items. It put me through pure *** to check out. I ended up having to create a new email address and it gave me a brand new account. When I went to pay for the items, every time I hit continue from the car to the pay section, a blank white page would appear.

I tried it for an hour because I didn't want to lose all my work. Then I tried to download their app and it wouldn't let me in at all with my new credentials. So tonight I just wasted like 2 hours of my time. Never again.

Can you imagine Walmart not having a good enough website where people could pay for their items online? No you can't imagine it because that would be unacceptable.

A STRANGE INCIDENT AT LYMAN FOOD LION STORE #2642 INVOLVING PSYCHO CASHIER 0130 AND HER DIM-WITTED BAGBOY-FANBOY

It's the night before Christmas Eve, 2022 and I'm doing the very last of my Christmas shopping. I've just purchased a gift item, a Shelf Elf, down the road at CVS, exchanged 'Merry Christmases' with the friendly personnel there and traveled the short distance to the Lyman FOOD LION Store #2642 to make my final Christmas purchase, a Franzia Box Wine.

With it in hand, yours truly is full of the good old Christmas spirit as I head for the register where I want to complete this simple transaction and tell all those present, 'Have A Merry Christmas!'

But the cashier and bagboy here do not want to have this kind of interaction with me. They have something else in mind.

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It's 10:20 PM and this FOOD LION closes in 40 minutes.

This should be a fun and cheerful Christmassy purchase. What could possibly go wrong?

As I approach the lone open register in the store (in hindsight, no way in *** to avoid these two assclowns - grrrrr!) the cashier, cashier 0130 per my receipt, smirks at me then looks at the bagboy who immediately joins in with her 'fun'.

No friendly smiles or warm season's greetings to be had in this FOOD LION tonight!

I say, 'Hey', to the cashier in an effort to break the ice and warm them up a bit, but she responds with a PSYCHO DEATH STARE while the dopey-looking bagboy looks on with a cretinous smirk on his face.

I see that I'm dealing with someone who isn't in the best of moods, probably doesn't want to be working at this moment, hates everything about her life and lack thereof, isn't currently playing with a full deck and I'm her current target and she has a moronic bagboy-fanboy to cheer her on. It appears to be just the 3 of us in the store and these TWO THINGS are about to give me a 'private show'.

Henceforth, let us refer to the psycho cashier as THING 1 and it's puerile bagboy-fanboy as THING 2. Marvelous!

THING 1 yanks the Box Wine from my hand as I'm not quite finished placing it on the belt and I look up to see that it is still giving me the PSYCHO DEATH STARE! Oh boy, this is going to be good.

I'm not easily bullied or intimidated. I've been there. Done it. Own the t-shirt.

I was a MILITARY POLICEMAN in the U.S. ARMY.

So I find this all strangely amusing.

I look directly down at the Gomerish-looking THING 2 (it's rather small) while it continues smirking but looks away.

That's good. I've established dominance over THING 2, which, with it's silly smirk reminds me of the inbred banjo playing kid in the movie Deliverance, but THING 1 which is taller than THING 2, is, in the parlance of our times, STILL TRIPPING HARD.

It's still seethingly mad, about what, I can't begin to fathom, and not speaking as it jerks away from me to scan my item and shove it forward.

Having never experienced this level of ridiculous insanity before... I suddenly find myself in THE TWILIGHT ZONE with the psycho THING 1 and the dim-witted THING 2 and everything feels like it's happening in SLOW MOTION.

This time-dilation effect gives me a moment to reflect on what I'm observing and postulate a meaning behind it all...

It appears to me that what the psycho THING 1 is doing is a 'show' to impress the dim-witted THING 2 and judging by THING 2's face which continues to contort and smirk with goofy delight, THING 1's efforts are paying off and winning it over in a big way.

God, I hope these two produce non-viable eggs when they hook-up later.

But now it's time for me to pay...

THING 1 has scanned my item and has resumed it's PSYCHO DEATH STARE.

As the faux psychologist in me observes this strange insanity play out I realise that the fuel for some of this demented psycho-drama must be THING 1's low self-esteem, due primarily to a negative body image because THING 1 looks like a more deranged version of serial killer Aileen Wuornos. Yuck!

I wonder how many dead bodies are in it's past...

As I begin to insert my credit card into the reader an awful and ungodly smell of what I can only describe as rotten eggs and putrid fish co-mingled with steaming *** enters my nostrils. THING 1 has apparently *** it's pants!

I hurriedly...

complete the transaction with credit card and THING 1 quickly and forcefully stiff-arms my receipt at my face.

Wow! THING 1 is the gift that keeps on giving! At both ends! I almost laugh as I take the receipt but I'm holding my breath and trying not to choke on the puke that I feel welling up in the back of my throat...

I must escape these TWO THINGS if I want to live!

Having emptied it's bowels upon itself, THING 1 resumes it's PSYCHO DEATH STARE, never breaking character.

'An Oscar winning PSYCHOTIC performance! Three thumbs up!!!' - says Gene Roger Siskel-Ebert of THE DAILY PSYCHOPATH

Because I'm such a nice guy and it will soon be Christmas Eve I still somehow manage to choke out the word, 'Thanks'. Again, THING 1 gives no reply. It just stares as it stands boldly and upright in it's invisible cloud of hydrogen sulfide and other noxious odors.

...Whew, I've survived almost a minute among these THINGS!!! This must be FOOD LION's version of Survivor.

I'm glad I can leave now and finally get away from THING 1 and THING 2's very draining, foul-smelling and psychotic mating ritual and join the real world of normal, sane and happy adult human beings who are full of Christmas cheer and start drinking.

As a last reminder of this night, THING 2 is still smirking like a little crazy *** as I collect my Box Wine and leave.

I reported these two assclowns to FOOD LION on Facebook and the store manager, Lacresha, gave me a call and invited me to come to the store and pick up a $25 dollar gift card, which I did.

But I'll be redeeming this at another FOOD LION in an effort mostly to avoid THING 1's deadly *** clouds.

However, I'd like to thank THING 1 and THING 2 for helping me earn $25 dollars for less than one minute of smirk.

Oh, and one more thing...

Have A Merry Christmas! ;-)