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"Notice to PublixDirect customers: The PublixDirect online grocery service has ended. All ordering and delivery has been discontinued. Unfortunately, we didn't have enough volume to keep operating. We appreciate your business and loyalty. It has been our pleasure to serve you, and we hope that you will continue to shop with Publix in your local store.

Regards,

The PublixDirect Team"

Um. This sucks for so many reasons. First of all, they were just getting a good inventory of organics. Secondly, it really helped moms who have to watch the calculator and don't have the time or energy to do so while reasoning with three inquisitive children about why we aren't buying Captain Crunch and why it is important to keep hands inside the toy car attached to the front of the huge heavy cart. Third, it really really helped moms of three who are still going through some freaking unexplainable physical hell and who also have trouble carrying anything weighing more than her own fat ass, including heavy groceries from the car, around to the backside of an apartment building, up a flight of stairs, all while trying to keep four people (including herself) from tracking disgustingness into the apartment from sidewalks frequented by retarded ducks with gastric issues in hot humid weather.

Man, it is a good thing we are moving to a duckless, garage equipped, fifteen air conditioned steps from the front door to the kitchen apartment. If I had to stay here any longer I would fucking freak out.

Posted by gwendolyn on August 23, 2003 at 12:09 AM