I lived in the land of the environmentally conscious. We fight for open spaces. We’re tree huggers, literaly. We recycle. We reduce. We reuse. And we bring our own bags to the grocery store. Here in the valley, the environmental bug hasn’t caught on so strongly. I rarely see anyone bringing their own bags to the store, let alone someone living in a tree for reasons other than financial.
I bring my own bags with me almost always. Did you know that Savemart gives you a nickel for bringing your own bags? Who knew that being environmentally conscious could earn you some money.
Sometimes if I’m not buying a lot I will flat out refuse the bags. “Paper or Plastic?” “Neither, thanks.” The poor baggers, it always throws them for a loop. I tell them, “I’m just trying to save the environment, one plastic bag at a time.” It’s my tag line. When I forget my own bags at home, I have them shove as much as they can into the plastic bags. It goes against all of their bagging training. They have such a hard time putting more than two things in a bag. I throw out my tag line to encourage them. I’m just trying to save the environment, one plastic bag at a time.
I say it often. It’s cute and rather ingenious, if I do say so myself. I’m bringing environmentalism to the stay-at-home mom crowd. Maybe I say it too much though.
Last night at the grocery store I bought the necessities: 2 gallons of milk (because we drink a LOT of milk), 3 loaves of bread (because I have a family of locusts parading around as kids) and 2 bags of brown sugar (its a major ingredient in everything goood). I forgot my bags in the car. I told the bagger I didn’t need a bag. I had my reusable ones in the car. He must have remembered me. He didn’t give me any gruff. The bagger from the next aisle raised his eyebrows and said, “No bags?”. My bagger said, “She’s saving the environment, one plastic bag at a time.”
Awesome! My tag line used by someone other than me.