Shaw’s

It’s a sm/​med size market about 1.5miles from my home so it’s convenient for items. I always feel shaws markets are a little pricey I don’t know why. They took away your rewards card which is nice I don’t have to carry around another piece of plastic on my key chain giving everyone the discounts.
The fresh fish section is hit or miss. Sometimes I feel the fish sits there all warm all day and other times it looks amazing. So if your planning your dinner ahead of time put a question mark on that part of list until you get there. The bakery always has nice tasty cookies or cakes for any occasion. Pre order birthday cakes are a breeze ordered a few myself. Sweet frosting not over done and fluffy cake.
The fresh fruit/​veggie section is on the small side but they do have a nice organic section. A little pricey tho. I rarely rarely get things from their deli. But they have a good variety of things and sides. Milks/​cheese on back walls, meats on left side wall when you walk in. ⁵⁰⁄₅₀ shot with pleasant staff. Plenty of parking.

This has gotten worst. .
Management there is just a Unprofessional Women who does nothing… cares less about her customers and employees..

I wanna say his name is Doug Burt. He is the reason I hate this place. He’s very lucky I have not gone to the owner about this matter. Ok so I didn’t realize that the market closed at 9 pm. I got there at 8:54pm one night to grab a few things for my halloween party. I guess I was the only customer in the store because Doug yelled to me down the isle «I can’t keep the cashiers here all night, the store is closed». So I told him that obviously I didn’t know the store was closing. He was very rude…, and should be reported for what he said to me as a Shaws customer. Totally disgusted with this Shaws. I prefer to go to the one in East Providence.
Also they are always out of produce. The produce they have is gross. Price Rite has better produce for way… Cheaper.

This is the dirty cavern of a grocery store closest to where I live. I hate the place — but when I need to pick up something real-​quick I simply cannot ignore the convenience. The laziness clouds my judgment. And then I regret it, every time.
On our very first trip after moving to the area, my husband and I renamed it «Twilight Zone Shaw’s».
Sometimes you don’t even realize what kinds of expectations you hold (for things like grocery stores) until you walk into a place that so completely screws up the standard, it makes the previously invisible standard visible. Like when you travel to another country, or planet, or parallel universe. Only here, it’s all bad. So thank you, Twilight Zone Shaw’s, for guiding me to appreciate the good work every other grocery store does to run a somewhat efficient, clean, organized operation.
Me: «Shoot, I just need a green pepper, avocado and some cilantro. I’ll just run to T.Z.S.»
Foiled! You can COUNT on a shriveled pepper to pair with your blackened, rotting avocado (insert fruit flies). A bunch of cilantro? Not here. How about in one of those little packages? Mmm… maybe, but it’ll be yellow and fail the sniff test every time. Produce Nightmare.
«All I need is some yogurt to get me through the week. They can’t mess that up.»
Yes they can. It expired last week.
Nutter Butters? Tater Tots? Entertaining Cracker Quartet? They may be safe to eat, but you’ll still have to endure FINDING your item in the labyrinth of the bizarre which defies all sense-​making. If it’s in stock. When you hit the stench of the fish counter in a random center section, you’ll know you’re ¹⁄₃ of the way through T.Z.S.
A final shout-​out to the motivated staff. Motivated by a very special homemade poster-​board sticker system hanging for all customers to admire, in which all cashiers are ranked by their average-​items-​scanned-​per-​minute. Hence the lack of pleasantries exchanged. I’ve taken to sabotaging their time stats by withholding payment until I hear an audible communication of the amount owed. Another assumption turned on its head — of course someone wouldn’t expect you to read their register screen while they slump against the register, waiting for payment? Would they?
Oh, but you’re in the Twilight Zone… anything is possible. As long as it’s bad.